Even while the world was seemingly ending around him, Sylas just kept staring at the little black box. In fact, saying that it was a little black box hardly did justice to what it well and truly was.
Not only was it heavy beyond compare, but it was so black it almost felt like Sylas wasn't holding an object at all, but instead a force of nature. Not a single bit of light that hit it could bounce away. It was instead swallowed into an unfathomable depth, never to rise again.
'Something feels off.'
A voice in the back of Sylas' head was continuously speaking. It was a little voice that always told him when he was missing something, or there was a line to connect that he wasn't quite yet ready to connect.
And then it suddenly did.
An image of Alex flashed in Sylas' mind. He remembered the mask the former always wore, the tendrils of darkness he used in battle, and just how much that reminded Sylas of the box he was seeing in his hands right
now.
The First Race of Earth was truly something.
Sylas finally recalled that back after he became the Progeny of the Milky Way, Alex and Jala had tried to escape. But because Sylas' Luck was so high, they ended up being randomly teleported right to the planet he was on.
Back then, Sylas had given Alex a chance to survive if he could last enough exchanges. This was Sylas' way of not only testing if Alex was powerful enough to be worth keeping around, but also as a way of seeing what cards he was hiding.
Sylas remembered clearly feeling like many of the abilities Alex was using back then reminded him of something even more fundamental than the Seeds. Alex's Will had been in a constant back and forth struggle with the world, half taking from it, but also half fighting back against something being taken from him.
Those were Sylas' vague recollections. His current sensory capabilities were leagues beyond what he was capable of back then, so the details of everything weren't as clear, and he hadn't brought Alex into this Demon World along with him this time unliek he had last time.
All he had to go off of were those memories... but Sylas' memories had always been impeccable.
'Why...'
Sylas' eyes narrowed.
It was exceptionally interesting if you thought about it. All of the Races of Earth seemed entirely disconnected from one another.
The First Race to the Clypsians, the Clypsians to the Dogons, the Dogons to the Dino Race, the Dino Race to the Great Apes... In every case, every single one of them was entirely disconnected. They evolved independently and without heavy influence on the other. The only real potential exception were the Clypsians and Dogons who appeared around the same time. They had more direct influence over one another because they were vying for Overlord all at once.
But they had still awakened and evolved independently. There was no overlap between them at all.
And then came the Great Apes and the Humans.
This was the one case, the singular instance in Earth's history where on Overlord Race evolved to become the next Overlord Race.

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