The words echoed in Sylas' ears over and over again, as though the steam in the room had caught them and refused to let them go. The first time. Everything he had learned about the Demon World suggested that it had been an enemy of the Real World from the very beginning, that the two were so fundamentally opposed there had never been any choice but war.
But Xarvenya spoke as though that wasn't the case at all. Or rather, it had only become true after the Madness System lost its mind. And there was something hidden beneath her words that mattered far more than who had fought whom, something that made Sylas' blood slowly heat.
Before the Madness System began pushing, there had been no communication between the Real and Demon Worlds at all. Perhaps it went even further than that, and neither side had known the other existed. If the Madness System had been so desperate for challenge that it pierced a hole through the walls between universes and dragged two of them close enough to function as one, then the question was no longer how the war began...
The question was how many other worlds were out there that had never been touched.
Sylas didn't particularly care about the answer. There were still five Heavens he hadn't stepped into, and exploration for its own sake had never been something that moved him. If it had, he wouldn't have leaned back the moment he believed he understood the ceiling of something, and he would have kept pushing until he reached it instead.
Even if there were an infinite number of worlds, if they held roughly the same level of power as this one, he saw no reason to bother with any of them. What interested him was something else entirely. He wanted to know if those other worlds had a Dragon and a Phoenix as well.

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