This mountain was seemingly a projection of Will, but it was a Will originating from a certain place, a place that didn't seem to actually be Earth.
But then Sylas thought of his journey to the center of the world.
Back then, he had ended up in a land with dinosaurs and powerful creatures as far as the eye could see. But then, it had suddenly become an illusion and he instead found himself bound and bled.
He had barely survived that encounter and all this time he thought that place was simply a projection of a dream, of expectations he thought might be reasonable, but never of something that was actually there.
Was he wrong?
The alignment of the City of Gold and the Celestial Republic, the tectonic movement of Earth's plates, complex deductions he had made long ago shifted far more easily in Sylas' mind and then he abruptly vanished.
"NO."
The roars of Heaven and Fathomless fell on deaf ears. They didn't even know how Sylas had managed to disappear from their pressure in the first place. But by this point, it was already too late.
**
Sylas appeared in a world of lush volatility. It seemed like an odd description, until you realized that the beauty of the forest was combined with carnivorous plants that should have long been extinct and violet UV rays from a sun that couldn't decide whether it wanted to be red or amethyst.
If Sylas had stood here just months ago, he might have died immediately. The rays alone were continuously eating away at his Will as though it wouldn't be satisfied until he was burnt to a crisp.
However, Sylas found the world to be all too familiar.
It was that very same world he had thought to be an illusion.
But this time...
He took a step and the healthy soil shifted beneath his feet.
... It was very much real.
And ahead, at the center of it all, was a mountain that stood as tall as a world, emitting a pressure that suppressed everything beneath it.
Sylas took another step and this time, he was instantly at its foot.
A roar came from the side and the snapping jaws of a T. Rex descended upon him.
Sylas frowned, time slowing to a crawl and then completely stopping as he looked over at the creature. This wasn't actual time stopping, but instead his perception speeding up so much that it might as well have his Progenitor Flame Ability.
Part of the reason it was so powerful now was because he was back on Earth, but a much larger part of the sudden change was because his mind was simply on another level now. He could withstand more of the reality bending by a great measure... Enough to see that this creature was far more powerful than it should be.
It wasn't Mortal. This was a Demi-God.
Sylas' body flashed and retreated.
BANG.
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