Sylas didn't reply immediately, mostly because as off-hand as Old Brama's comments had been back then, the Duchess' comments were far more qualified.
The memories of the Demons trapped in this place were very peculiar. But while many of the things that happened to their other iterations were very much suppressed, they still had important memories from their original world— some of them, at least.
The Sanguara were the most powerful Demon Race trapped here, so logically they should have the most in- depthinformation. This was especially so since their numbers were the fewest.
To deal with such a disadvantage in population, a monopoly on information was essential.
The exception, of course, was in a case of absolute power. But it had been so long since the Sanguara had birthed someone with True Blood that it was strenuous to believe that they would have been able to make it so far on power alone.
"I am human," Sylas decided to reply simply.
"You are something more than human."
"I am a Human Simioid," Sylas replied just as casually.
"No. A Human should not be capable of having Demonic Will."
"I have a Sin Seed."
Sylas' continuous nonchalant replies were starting to piss the Duchess off, but she quickly found that she was being influenced by something odd once more.
Sylas, though, was very carefully selecting his words. He had purposely not said Virtue Seed.
As for the matter of a Sin Seed, it took a moment for the Duchess to register it before her eyes went wide.
"You..."
It was as Sylas expected. The matter of a Sin Seed seemed to mean something to her.
"Am I wrong, then..." she mumbled to herself.
A Sin Seed was enough to prove to be an explanation she couldn't easily overlook. There was a reason Sylas had been so good at pretending to be a Charysm before.
She recalled his façade, but after it faded away, she realized that he was an invader. But right now, she really felt like he was a Charysm again.
There was just something off about Sylas she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Either way, Sylas had powerful Charisma, and it was impacting her more than others, likely because he had somehow subordinated her bloodline.
Her eyes flashed wide.
"You don't have a Sin Seed. You have a Virtue Seed. You have the Virtue Seed of Pride."
The words tumbled out of her mouth as she came to a realization.
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