Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2400

Chapter 2400: Sylas Grimblade (4)

The Fate Dragon surged forward along the arc of Sylas’ swing, its immense black body coiling through the skies as though the stroke of the fused scythe and brush had become a path carved specifically for it.

Void-dark scales swallowed the surrounding light, only allowing faint traces of emerald and gold to run along their edges, while its sweeping horns, clawed limbs, and long strands of condensed Will trailing from its maw gave the impression of something that had crawled out of the deepest layers of existence.

The World Serpent roared as their Wills collided, its enormous body still trying to force itself through the cracked portal while the weight of its bloodline spread outward like a world descending onto another. For an instant, the two creatures seemed locked together, ancient lineage pressing against something that shouldn’t have possessed anywhere near enough history to resist it, then the Fate Dragon’s coils tightened and its head drove forward again.

The World Serpent was pushed backward.

Its descending body stopped first, then reversed, scales scraping against the edges of the God Plane portal as the enormous creature was forced back through a passage it had only barely managed to enter.

The surrounding space screamed beneath the pressure, cracks racing outward from the portal while the Fate Dragon followed far enough to drive the last visible portion of the World Serpent beyond the threshold.

Then the portal collapsed around it.

Silence followed for only a moment, but within that moment the meaning of everything Sylas had written sank deeper into the watching Wills. Human, twenty-nine, three, Milky Way, four simple pieces that should have meant almost nothing on their own had become something impossible to ignore once they were allowed to exist together.

Sylas wasn’t even thirty years old. Worse than that, or perhaps far more absurdly, he hadn’t even possessed access to the system for three full years.

That realization sank into the watching geniuses differently than the first had. Age alone was one thing, especially among Races capable of producing monsters from birth, but less than three years...

None of them had time to properly process what that meant before another change began spreading through the World of Spirits.

Fear.

It appeared quietly at first, little more than an instinctive tightening around the Will, but the emotion deepened with every passing breath as the image Sylas had painted continued pressing itself into their understanding.

They hadn’t chosen to fear him, and some of them would have denied the emotion even if it had been pointed out directly, yet that hardly mattered when the same narrative was being reinforced by everyone around them at once.

Sylas Grimblade had gone from a Mortal trapped behind the chains of a Summoning to someone capable of forcing a World Serpent back into the God Plane in less than three years.

The fear attached itself to that truth, sank into their bodies, and grew like a cancer.

It painted itself across their Wills whether they wanted it there or not, leaving behind something closer to a stain than an emotion, an instinctive understanding that this was a person who couldn’t be measured by the same assumptions used for anyone else.

Even those who managed to remain calm felt the change taking hold somewhere deeper, where reason had far less influence over what the soul decided was dangerous.

A ripple passed through the surrounding Will as the spot acknowledged him. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

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