Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2376

Chapter 2376: Controlling Fate [Bonus]

[Bonus thanks to Eeshoo <3]

The Efivara remained kneeling for several breaths before finally speaking, his serpent-like eyes fixed entirely on Nosphaleen as though Sylas wasn’t standing between them at all.

"Goddess, it took us an extraordinary amount of effort to locate you after your disappearance, and too much has already been delayed in your absence. Please return with me now so that the rites may continue."

Sylas listened without changing expression, though somewhere inside he wondered why so many people had decided that today was the day to test the limits of his patience.

He had already crossed an entire Heaven, killed a God, unraveled an ancestral descent, and finally pulled Nosphaleen out from beneath the influence strangling her mind, yet there was apparently still someone willing to walk directly in front of him and pretend he didn’t exist.

Fortunately for the Efivara, Sylas was in a good mood.

"Yamero."

Space barely moved.

One moment the air beside Sylas was empty, and the next Yamero was there with a bright smile stretched across his face, his body still carrying the oppressive weight of A-tier even though his arrival hadn’t produced so much as a ripple.

"YESSIR!"

Sylas gave him a slow nod. "I’m thinking... the God Plane. Be creative."

Yamero blinked. Then his grin changed.

For a moment, the rest of his body seemed to disappear against the surrounding space until only that toothy smile remained, and even Vaelith might have found the sight unsettling had she still been close enough to see it.

Yamero didn’t immediately know what Sylas wanted, since even at full strength he could only contend with an S-tier through considerable effort, and forcefully throwing one from the Demi-God Plane into the heart of some star on the God Plane wasn’t remotely within the range of what he could casually accomplish.

Well, Sylas hadn’t actually said anything about a star, but Yamero left "be creative" up to his imagination.

Yet, for some reason, Sylas had still told him to do it. That meant there was a path.

Yamero stopped considering the reasons it should be impossible and instead began searching for the condition that made it possible. The Quicktime Event couldn’t be enough on its own, since an S-tier capable of reaching this place wouldn’t have been stupid enough to expose himself to a loophole that obvious, but the Efivara standing before them wasn’t behaving like an ordinary participant either.

More importantly, Sylas had specifically mentioned the God Plane.

Yamero’s thoughts shifted toward Nosphaleen, then toward the strange relationship binding all of them together. Nosphaleen had once been Sylas’ Contract just like Gogo, and although both contracts had technically ended, the Will that had once defined those relationships hadn’t simply vanished without leaving a trace.

Yamero was stranger still. He existed beside Sylas like a Contract and yet not quite like one, his relationship with the Hibernation Realm occupying an awkward middle ground that the system had never seemed capable of defining cleanly.

That thought tingled at the back of his mind for a moment before several seemingly unrelated threads snapped together at once.

Yamero’s grin widened until it looked almost malicious. Sylas really was a diabolical bastard.

He couldn’t help wondering what sort of solution Sylas might have come up with if he hadn’t been in such a good mood.

"Well, then." Yamero looked toward the kneeling Efivara with obvious pity. "Sorry for your loss. Should’ve picked a better target, I guess."

His mind split.

One half reached outward through the surrounding space, reading the folds of the Demi-God Plane and the system restrictions wrapped around the ongoing event, while the other half turned inward toward the Hibernation Realm.

At the same time, Yamero allowed his body to collapse rapidly from A-tier toward C-tier, reaffirming the connection with Sylas that had always remained buried beneath the surface.

The system responded almost immediately.

It recognized the old Contract relationship and moved to stabilize it, treating Yamero once more as an extension of Sylas rather than a nearly, not-quite-so independent participant. That tiny adjustment was all Yamero needed.

His Will flashed outward and Nosphaleen stiffened.

Something hidden inside her moved with it, an authority she had accumulated as the representative Goddess worshipped by the Efivara. The S-tier kneeling before her had willingly submitted himself to that authority long ago, binding his own Will beneath hers as part of whatever structure had been built around her worship.

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