Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2294

Iskaleth yawned. Her jaw line reflected scales of pink and violet, her eyes carrying what looked almost like imploding nebulae. It was possible to get enraptured within them for a lifetime, and the moment you were trapped within their gaze, it would feel like you were staring at the most beautiful woman in existence… no matter what your definition of beautiful was.

She was no humanoid, though. Her body vanished into the darkness around her, the only light coming from the pond she rested her chin in, but even when she saw the notification, she didn't seem in any great hurry to move.

Her tongue flickered out and touched the dancing light of the pond before her. The taste sent a jolt through her body, but other than a dancing flicker in her eyes, one would have never thought that it happened at all.

'Dangerous,' she thought.

Despite her eyes, the Charisma that Iskaleth wielded was completely unlike what one might think. She was no seductress, her eyes just happened to be beautiful and enrapturing, her Charisma and Will so strong that the world bent to it.

After the last Quicktime Event Gentrixaul triggered, she had gotten extremely close to forming a kernel of Gluttony herself. If not for a moment of caution she had decided for in the end, feeling like she was falling into the plans and momentum of another, she may have already formed it herself.

Iskaleth came from a Bronze Lineage of Serpentes, a species known as the Dancing Lux. Her mother was a seductress, and her grandmother before her.

But Iskaleth had never lusted after such a path. She had always wanted her own…

Until she finally managed to do exactly that.

Her tongue flicked out again.

'Far more dangerous than the first time. Is it worth it?'

The last time she sensed danger, she chose to back out, but it wasn't because she was a coward. It was the opposite.

In her assessment, any risk was fine so extensive as the pay out in the end was worthwhile. The last time, her successfully forming such a Seed would have led to imprisonment. Even now, she was likely being monitored. She would never truly escape.

But this time… she spotted a sliver of light at the end that intrigued her.

The danger was more, but there was somehow also more hope as well…

How… curious…

Her tongue flicked out again and time seemed to warp as though she was tasting it. The laws bent and her Charisma pulled them toward her.

Her mother and grandmother seduced men.

She, however… would seduce her own fate.

…

And for what? All because he, as the eldest son, was too weak to take on that mantle?

It was his fault. It was his fault for being too weak and being unable to pass on the strongest bloodline of their family.

Fury burned through his veins and that day, Orokhun disappeared from the Vah.

When he returned, he found his Clan in a bloody war, a civil war that sought to crown a new king.

The power he had already returned with was enough to shake his enemies, but the timing of Gentrixaul's first Quicktime Event lined up with what happened all too perfectly.

Taking advantage, Orokhun led a bloody massacre, his mouth, once his greatest weakness, becoming a strength that tore through the flesh of his father's enemies. He took their sons and daughters, he let them lay in a pool of their own blood just as they had tried to do to his brother.

He crushed them until there were none left.

That day, he had returned as Dry Mouth in memory of his brother.

But he would have been far more accurately called Void Mouth.