Alex began to laugh. "I fucking knew it. No wonder you let me live, Psycho Syl. I knew you were a problem from the first moment I saw you, you know? You just randomly strolled in those loose linen pants and nothing else, three months into the Trial like it was nobody's business."
"Get to the point," Sylas said coldly.
Alex didn't seem to mind, continuing his diatribe.
"You know, the first thing I did when I got those snippets of memories from my clones was look you up. I didn't believe for a second that those old hags and fogies didn't have you on their radar, and what do you know? How could I have known that I was in the presence of royalty?
"If you didn't trick me with that disguise of yours, I would have hightailed it out of there the moment I saw your face."
Sylas frowned. What was Alex talking about? Royalty? Was he talking about the Grimblades? It didn't seem like it. The government, Legacy, and the families might have mutual respect for one another, but it was doubtful that that respect bordered on the sheer fanaticism in Alex's eyes right now.
"Ah, you won't get it. Just let me show you."
Suddenly, Sylas felt a press on his mind that he instinctually rejected. But the images still flashed for a moment. After realizing what it was, he didn't fight it and soon he saw what Alex was referring to.
[Profile: Sylas Brown]
[Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral]
[Moral Spin: Chaotic]
[Priority Level: 5]
[Feats]
[Age 7: Completed Neural Cognitive Dreamscape in 7 minutes and 21 seconds, defeating the previous record by a full three minutes]
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[Age 9: Deciphered Ancient Ithkuil text and completed puzzle. This has helped advance our comprehension of these matters by several fold. This child can no longer be tested by normal means]
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[Age 11: School shooter plan has been put into effect, but was thwarted at step one. Sylas picked out the shooter and covertly alerted a teacher before anything could happen. The insight of the boy is beyond measure]
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[Age 14: The boy has begun to show signs that he is too difficult to control. Despite having had the qualifications to graduate high school three years ago, he has chosen against going an extra credit route and has begun to take things slowly. However, during annual test, he once again received full marks, surpassing all previous records]
'That guy...'
There was a time after Cassarae and he broke up that she went on a date with another guy. He didn't mind it at the time, after all, who was he to control her? But then the guy began spreading rumors about her after the fact. Sylas couldn't remember losing control of his emotions like that before, and he wondered if that was part of the reason he didn't care to remember so clearly.
One way or another, he ended up beating the living hell out of that guy. Honestly, it wasn't a very fair fight. Sylas didn't know much other than amateur boxing. But there was a difference between fighting in this world where everyone was a martial arts guru and beating up an insignificant school bully. He couldn't remember even struggling in the fight.
But what he did remember was that he had had no intentions of stopping at the time. Had a teacher not pulled him off, he might very well have killed him.
Sylas's gaze regained its focus and he looked up at Alex who was still staring at him with fanaticism.
"Do you have any idea what Priority 5 means? Let me tell you, Psycho Syl! The Priorities follow the same path from Fragmented to Legendary in the organization. So what does 5 mean, you ask? It's actually a different tier altogether. It doesn't refer to a tier at all, but
instead five people.
"In the thousands of years of history of Legacy, only four others than you have gained this level of evaluation!"
Sylas didn't care about the praise; he latched onto something entirely different. He never did care about the praise of others. He had his own internal motivation. Instead...
"Thousands of years?"
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