Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2371

Chapter 2371: Dividing Line

What was the dividing line between humanoid and Beast?

Sylas had thought about the question countless times before, though never from this particular angle. Beasts relied on bloodline, Talent, and instinct to a far greater degree, while humanoids were expected to comprehend what they wielded and carve their own paths forward, but the distinction had never been absolute.

There would always be humanoid fools who leaned so heavily on Talent that they were little different from Beasts, just as there would always be Beast geniuses capable of stepping beyond what their bloodlines had prepared for them.

Yet there was only one reason Sylas had suddenly thought of Beasts now.

His gaze returned to Nosphaleen.

Everything about her had been reconstructed, her existence twisted into the Goddess the Efivara believed in while some unknown hand reshaped her Virtue, her Karma, and even the way the world itself perceived her.

Despite all of that, they had kept the Mesmeryx portion of her existence intact, even though the Mesmeryx were hardly some pinnacle Serpentes bloodline valuable enough to justify protecting at all costs.

Why?

Sylas’ thoughts shifted toward something else he had accepted for far too long without questioning.

Slithering Madness.... Scurrying Madness...

Every manifestation of Madness he had encountered followed the same pattern, regardless of how different their abilities or appearances became. They were all Beasts.

Why were the representations of Madness always Beasts?

More importantly, if Madness manifested through Beasts, why was its lineage accessible to humanoids at all? Sylas had seen humanoids carry Madness Seeds and interact with their power, yet he couldn’t remember ever seeing a Beast develop a Madness Seed of its own.

The temperature inside the oasis plummeted.

This wasn’t some vague pressure caused by the change in Sylas’ expression, nor an illusion born from his killing intent. Frost began crawling along the edges of the lotus beneath Nosphaleen while the warm mist hanging above the water crystallized into tiny shards, and goosebumps rose across her soft skin despite the control she possessed over her body, yet Sylas barely noticed.

He had learned more about the Fate Dragon in recent months than he had ever expected to know, enough to finally understand the enormous concept hidden beneath something he had once treated as little more than another mysterious Beast. Even now, though, he still hadn’t uncovered any meaningful clues about the Phoenix that had appeared alongside it.

The Fate Dragon represented dominance, not merely in the crude sense of strength, but the accumulation of enough Will and belief to force one interpretation of existence above all others. Its path sought to become the Dragon that stood over every Dragon across Spacetime, until the very concept itself bent around its existence.

The Phoenix had appeared under very different circumstances.

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