Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2401

Chapter 2401: Big Bro

The portal to the God Realm above Sylas snapped closed, and almost at the same moment, a pillar of light erupted from somewhere near the Beast Sanctum, soaring so high into the rainbow skies that there was no corner of the World of Spirits where it couldn’t be seen.

Sylas didn’t need to look to understand what it meant, nor did he need to guess who had reached one of the five paths first, but his gaze still shifted toward the distant pillar as the surrounding geniuses finally seemed to realize that time had never stopped moving simply because they had.

The reaction was immediate, dozens of figures breaking toward the Beast Sanctum at once as the pressure that had immobilized many of them began losing out to desperation. Sylas felt the same urgency without allowing it to control him, but just as he shifted his weight to move, a silver line carved through the space ahead and Tomoe appeared between him and the distant Sanctum once again.

Far away, Meikai Azurex watched the black Fate Dragon fade from the skies, her sapphire-white scales carrying a radiance that made each one resemble a piece of a burning star.

She had sensed Sylas’ Will the moment she entered this place and hadn’t hesitated to follow it, even though the last time she stood before this human had ended with an indignity she still hadn’t managed to swallow.

Their first meeting had been meant to be a formality.

At the time, Sylas had been little more than a foolish human who had somehow ended up controlling a City far beyond what someone of his standing should have possessed, while Meikai had descended as an Azurex heiress with no reason to believe the encounter would become anything memorable.

Instead, she had been beaten beneath the suppression of that world, her life hanging beneath Sylas’ palm until a Serpentes young enough to still be called a child had whimpered and pleaded for her life.

Even now, the memory made heat roll from Meikai’s scales.

Sylas had spared her, Gogo had humiliated her further by nudging against her while she lay defeated, and then that ridiculous serpent had sworn in their ancient tongue that he would claim her through combat within fifty years.

She had left threatening to kill Sylas if they ever met again, yet the deeper humiliation had always been that her survival that day hadn’t belonged to her own strength. That was why she had come the instant she sensed him.

Yet the story Sylas had just painted across the World of Spirits had driven a shadow into her Will before she could even approach, one deeper than the taint that had touched Januar and Tomoe.

It took several breaths before the heat around Meikai became unbearable, silver-blue light erupting from between her scales as she roared and ripped the foreign fear out of herself piece by piece.

Back near Sylas, Tomoe stood in his path with her Executioner’s Blade lowered slightly, and for once the expression on her face carried more solemnity than bloodlust. She had lived for centuries, as had Januar and even Rhykan, and while much of that time had been spent intentionally slowing their advancement to build foundations that couldn’t be repaired later, the comparison still refused to leave her mind.

If they had wanted to rush forward, reaching S-tier within those centuries wouldn’t have been particularly difficult. But Sylas... just felt like he was on another level. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Worse still, Tomoe couldn’t see some enormous legacy propping him up or a bloodline ancient enough to explain the distance he had crossed, yet this twenty-nine-year-old human could still stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

The solemnity in Tomoe’s eyes lasted only a little longer before something far more familiar began bleeding through it, her grip tightening around the Executioner’s Blade as excitement slowly overwhelmed everything else.

Ekear was struggling with a different realization.

He knew more of Sylas’ history than almost everyone here, and none of what had just been revealed should have been completely new to him, yet it had taken Sylas writing those truths across reality for them to finally settle into his understanding. Human, twenty-nine, less than three years, the facts had existed separately in his mind for some time, but he had never truly placed them beside one another and asked what sort of person could make all of them true at once.

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