Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2007

Chapter 2007: Future Hope [Bonus]

[Bonus chapter thanks to Eeshoo. May he spend all his time making money and forget to reproduce so this fuckery ends here] Even long after Sylas had disappeared into the distance, slaughtering everything that came across his path, Riqo and Ziel continued to kneel as though this new position was somehow more comfortable for them.

"Is he... really human?" Riqo wheezed out, speaking more to himself than anyone else.

Ziel didn't answer, and Riqo didn't expect him to. There were just some people who were beyond the limits of reason, people that couldn't be measured by what stats popped up on their screens or what their Race Grade reflected.

They had just never seen one come from a Summoned World. But maybe if the others they were thinking of had been put in such a situation, they would have succeeded much the same.

Was that true? They had no way of knowing.

When the stars in the skies reached a certain point, how could it be possible for those on the earth to tell which was further than the other from a glance alone?

"He will fight Rhykan one day." Ziel finally said, somehow both in direct response and not to what Riqo had said. "That may decide whether the Thryskai can remain at the top of the Skai Universe or if it will be renamed."

"You've lost yourself, Ziel." Riqo said slowly, finally beginning to stand to his feet.

Ziel didn't move from his knees, looking up at Riqo instead. He had been the most rambunctious of the two of them, but now he was suddenly so very calm.

"Explain." He asked.

"The Gods aren't something we can understand. These games... their talent, their genius... it works on the Mortal Plane, it might even work on the Demi-God Plane... but the God Plane...?"

Riqo's eyes flickered almost as though he might shed tears. But as quickly as they appeared, they evaporated, vanishing into nothingness.

"The God Plane is not just some level of existence. It's not a tier we can mark or a Grade we can assign. It is by definition unfathomable. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"The God Plane, the real God Plane, not the faint edges of it that we know of or most people think of... is a different level entirely."

Riqo glanced off toward the distance where Sylas had vanished.

"Sylas is right about one thing. The Gods are occupied by something. If they weren't, they would have never let us mess around with the Madness Disciples so much. Even they would never risk the risk of Madness once more, not after all the effort they put into wiping them out to their last man.

"But one day they won't be occupied anymore and all of the childish games that Sylas and Rhykan have played will come with hell to pay."

Ziel looked away from Riqo and into the distance as well.

"Or, maybe... the Gods will underestimate them too much and by the time they're ready to act, it will be too late."

Riqo's gaze flickered and then he closed his eyes.

The tears he had tried to hold back fell from his cheeks and a piece of his Will was forever sundered away.

It truly hurt.

It hurt to put in so much effort, to train like he had, to try and maximize the talents he had been granted-talents he knew he was lucky to have—and yet to fall so far short.

To know you were inferior and yet have no method to change a single thing about it...

There was no worse feeling in the world.

And yet, when he looked into Sylas' eyes, he didn't see someone proud of his accomplishments. He saw someone who felt he had only done what was natural.

Sylas wasn't chasing some peak... he was hoping that the peak he finally reached didn't disappoint him.

And that was worse than any wound you could have ever inflicted on Riqo.

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