Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2212

Sylas roared and the Runes of both planets danced into wild fluctuations. Death Runes in such dense concentrations appeared around him, and for a moment, the Crimson Eye locked onto him, only to begin fading away again.

In its eyes, Sylas had already died. There was no way that—.

The Crimson Eye stopped fading as it caught onto something odd. Sylas was "dead", and yet he was still drawing on energy from it. His Vipermancy Profession was still there, as was his Rune Master.

They were drawing on a lot less energy than they did in the past, likely because Sylas had taken real steps toward making them his own, but he wasn't even nearly close to doing so fully yet.

The Crimson Eye blinked and then it began to burn, a fury shaking the star system.

BOOM.

Just as it was about to lock onto Sylas, the two worlds fully slipped through one another.

At their core, a shocking scene was taking place.

White gold and black gold flowed in rivers of molten metal, swirling and manifesting around one another in a beautiful sort of dancing balance. It was a sight that reflected itself in Sylas' heart as though it wanted him to see.

And then Earth's Grade began to increase.

In a single leap, they entered Grade 5 Gold status. But before that even settled down, they reached Grade 6, and then Grade 7.

The momentum steamrolled forward, the star system, and then the galaxy itself trembling beneath their presence.

The planet expanded, doubling in size, and then doubling again, and then again after that.

Soon, it looked like they were trying to rival even the size of a star before it unexpectedly began to shrink down on itself once more.

The land compressed, the water became heavier, the air more rich, the soil more gorgeously deep black.

Everything about the world became painted in a beauty that was hard to grasp, but on a deeper level than what the common man could see with the naked eye, there was a change occurring on the Runic level that left even the likes of Sylas in awe.

For a long time now Earth had been crippled. A once beautiful world, filled with so much potential, it was sliced to pieces by its enemies. Its Runes were twisted and then twisted again to slow their progress, to put a heel on their talent in hopes to one day make them subservient, to make them slaves.

But no more.

The Runes healed themselves, finally, and truly. Types of Runes Sylas had never even laid eyes on before formed by the billions, and then the trillions.

They were tiny and insignificant on their own, but together they formed a mesh that enveloped the entire world in an impossible sort of beauty.

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