Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1148

Chapter 1148: Emotion

Sylas closed his eyes, the rhythmic beating of his heart becoming all the more powerful. As the energy flooded into him, though, he wasn’t paying attention to the improvement to his foundation, but instead something else...

His Will and the Runes.

This Dungeon was fascinating. It had a read-and-react sort of feel to it that made it like the real world, and yet it felt artificial at the same time. It was like it was trying to mimic the real world but wasn’t quite capable of being one.

However, this "weakness" of the Dungeon was exactly what was so fascinating, because it allowed Sylas to observe something that wasn’t nearly so obvious in the real world...

Just how alive Runes were.

They moved around like they had emotions, as though the Dungeon could truly get angry.

Sylas always thought of Runes as so logical, but when he watched the Runes of this Dungeon toss around like they were throwing a temper tantrum, or spin around one another like they were kids on a playground, or stomp around in a fury as though they had truly been enraged...

He saw another side of them.

It was odd. His two Progenitor Flame Abilities both broke down Runes into their most logical states, and he had already been through the entire Golden Grove Library of information... he had simply never seen such things before.

Was it possible to reach such a high state of attainment? And what did it even mean for a Rune to have emotions? What was the logic? Or was he foolish for even asking about a logic to it all in the first place?

There was an even more obvious question he should be asking...

Was he really seeing emotion? Or did he just think he was seeing emotion, personifying something that wasn’t there?

But when Sylas thought of this question, he actually had another thought...

Did it matter? Did the answer to the question matter if there was actually some underlying truth to it?

Sylas didn’t believe that his eyes were tricking him. His Runic talent was something that spoke for itself. After the upgrade to his eyes, and then the subsequent upgrade to his Race allowing them even more freedom, the way he saw Runes now was far clearer than he ever had before.

Even if he was mistaken, there was some secret here hovering right before his face.

’The way it moved, as though they were one, but not truly of one. It’s...’

Sylas’ eyes flashed open.

Everything felt like it had come full circle in that moment. Was he an idiot that couldn’t see something that had been right in front of him the entire time?

His Scorpion Warlord Armor... wasn’t the only reason he could draw it so fast, and to such a shocking level of mastery, precisely because of emotion like what he was witnessing here?

Well, maybe emotion was the wrong word... or maybe it was the exact right one.

The Strokes that made up the Foundations of the Scorpion Warlord Armor were all distinctly... Scorpion-like. They told of sacrifice, of cutting off one’s nose to spite one’s enemies, of a savagery that underlied what it well and truly meant to be a Scorpion.