Sylas slowly pulled his fist back, a pair of golden slit eyes hovering at his back as though becoming a projection of his very own. Somehow, his hair seemed even blacker than usual, the edges of his scales radiating a dark gold.
A crown of horns hid in the thick mesh of his hair, his every breath coming out with such heat that sparks of something much more than just lightning alone manifested. Flames from an abyssal chaos flashed into being.
But these flames weren't red, nor were they gold, or even blue or white like some might tend to be. They were an odd grey, one that reminded one of stillness and death, of inevitability and the end of all things.
Sylas' arm lowered to his side, the last of the green glow coating his body vanishing.
With the boost Madness gave his Will, his telekinesis didn't just output a mere 350,000 stat points. At 100x that, he touched the eight-figure marks. It was just a matter of whether he could control all of that strength and power.
Telekinetic Martial Arts were incredibly complex and hard to apply in day-to-day combat. But for a single concentrated attack, in a domain forced into a void-like state, further formed within a D-Grade world?
The level of interference Sylas had to deal with was minimal. So when he displayed over 30,000,000 stat points of Strength in a single blow... It was very close to a true 30,000,000.
And yet, that was hardly all he had done. It had been a extremely long time since Sylas had summoned Gogo, and there was very good reason for that.
Even with the Hibernation Realm's acceleration, the growth phase that a Legendary Beast needed to truly reach its full potential was out of Sylas' expectations. He had considered it would, at most, take a few minutes for Gogo to be ready, but in reality, it had taken months—a time period that was functionally several millennia of growth time.
No, even to say millennia didn't quite do it justice.
During Sylas' time in the Golden Grove, he had learned about a lot of things, one such matter being the way the people of the wider universe designated time periods.
Localized times like day, month, or year were highly variable depending on the planet. So one might wonder how it was that everything was standardized across so many powers.
The answer to that question was that it wasn't. Or, rather, there wasn't a single standardized time for the entire universe, though there were some that worked by the Galaxy, some that worked by the Sector, and some that worked by the Horizon.
These times were often decided by the ruling power, but beyond the usual measurements of day, month, and year, there was a higher order to timekeeping-one that Sylas had heard casually mentioned a lot. Or, more accurately, the lowest tier had been mentioned quite frequently.
This so-called lowest tier was known as the generation. This was a metric often used-so frequently, in fact, that Sylas hadn't even known until his time in the Golden Grove that it was actually a true measure of time.
Ironically enough, it was the same on Earth. There were very defined time metrics for a generation on Earth, but in day-to-day life, people often very casually referred to the metric, often blurring the lines between them.
Why was this important now?
That was because, depending on the territory, the power, or the Race in question, the metric for what a "generation" was varied wildly.
A Race that only ever reached the C-tier at full potential would obviously have a far narrower definition of a generation compared to a Race that reached the A-tier reliably.
And Gogo's Race, well...

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