Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1998

Chapter 1998: Only One Path [Bonus]

[Bonus chapter thanks to BobTheEngineer <3]

Keyesen's Armor snapped into place and Deacon found himself standing before the man. When it did, Deacon almost felt as though his Will was completely crushed.

His face paled, his expression turning bleak. He had thought that when Sylas appeared, he planned on fighting himself, but Sylas had just pushed him out as though this matter had nothing at all to do with him.

If Sylas could freeze the Ancestors in place even when they thought to move against him, shouldn't he have had every chance to destroy Keyesen with a wave of his hand? What was he doing making him fight?

Deacon couldn't even turn around to ask. His entire focus was on the monster slowly awakening in front of him.

There was a sudden shift in the air, beams of light erupted and Deacon wanted to shift out of the way, but something held him in place.

His sword moved instead.

DENG. DENG.

The sword almost felt... clumsy in his hands, as though he hadn't been the one who spent endless nights practicing the same motion over and over again with it.

His body... it was being controlled? How? He didn't even feel it. His Will wasn't even under any particular strain.

Before he could figure it out, he was already moving again. His sword appeared before the neck of the barely- awake Keyesen, slashing down.

Once again, it felt clunky, almost like he had never wielded a sword in his life. The only thing the strike had going for it was that it was strong and direct, not carrying even the slightest bit of hesitation he had had before.

But by the time it was going to slash into Keyesen's Rune Armor, the latter seemed to finally fully awaken.

Chi.

Keyesen's hand snapped up and caught the blade before it could slice him in two. He looked around in confusion for a moment, his eyes landing on Sylas who stood calmly to the back, and then to the sword he had caught in his claw. Only then did he finally seem to notice Deacon's presence.

Keyesen frowned for a moment, and then his memories seemed to finally return to him.

"Madness... System..." Keyesen said slowly. And then he began to laugh. Every wave of laughter bled Deacon's eardrums, rings of black, crimson, and gold peeling across the air as though the destruction his voice wrought came color coded.

Keyesen's grip on the blade tightened. "I'm going to enjoy killing you. And then you afterward," Keyesen growled, looking at Sylas for only the briefest instant before entirely ignoring him.

A controlled Greed filled his eyes as he suddenly stabbed his glaive toward Deacon's gut.

It was over.

Deacon felt time slow around him. In those last moments, he spent his last bits of speed just to gaze at his sister one more time. He really hoped that his death could at least be a wake up call for her.

But he found that he couldn't see her from this vantage point. There was too much going on, too many people, and maybe she had even moved.

It appeared that the frail didn't even get to make simple requests when they neared the end.

PUCHI.

Deacon didn't feel any pain like he should have. But when he looked down, the glaive had definitely gone right through his body.

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