Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2259

[Bonus thanks to SongfulSalt. Just full on, all-out, butt blasting for a complete 90 minutes. Plus extra time to stuff the prolapse back in your ass] Sylas only had a few days to work with. It wasn't enough time to do nearly enough.

The only good news was that with the Creation of Key, he could deposit himself anywhere in the Skai Heaven that he wanted. And so long as no one interfered, he should likewise be able to open up an entrance from anywhere in the Skai Heaven to the Creation Tower as well.

As such, he could instantly get to either one of these guilds whenever he wanted. Right now, even.

The problem was getting out.

Sylas had chosen to open his first Creation of Key portal on a neutral site for two reasons. The first was because he didn't want Earth to be easily traced. He didn't know the exact situation in the Creation World, so it was impossible for him to trust it.

But the second reason was because the Creation World wasn't a real world, it was an artificial one. Opening up a portal from a place with a World Spirit of its own was the equivalent of trying to pry open space for another world in the space of another.

Normally, when teleporting place to place the World Spirits of each location would be tethered down to their own cores and this wouldn't be a problem.

But the Creation World was very free flowing and amorphous.

To make a complicated matter quite simple, the Creation World was both everywhere and nowhere. And unless you had expressed permission from a World Spirit to open up a portal, or were in an enclosed environment specifically designed to withstand this, opening up said portal was basically impossible.

As such, you needed to either be in great control of a world, or strong enough, skilled enough, or wealthy enough—meaning having a treasure of strong enough capability—to make it happen.

Entering a den of powerful Rune Masters and then trying to do something like leaving unscathed…

Just the act of teleporting there would almost certainly get him found out.

They would also know his parents' names by now, so whether it was Isolde or Cedric, they would likely be under a lot more scrutiny as well.

It was a problem that was basically near impossible to fix, and he had so little time to ensure that no mistakes were made.

If his parents died, there was no going back no matter how close to succeeding he had been.

Maybe the worst part of all of this is that his parents simply wouldn't have enough time to benefit from the gifts the old man had given them. There was only a few days left, just how much could they possibly digest in that time?

Sylas stopped himself before he continued the spiral any further.

His gaze became frighteningly cold.

Sylas pulled his mind out of the Nexus, the commotion of the surrounding chaos related to the Grimblades having little to nothing to do with him at all. He simply didn't care.

Not until what was important was handled.

Until then, nothing else mattered.

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