Genetic Ascension

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Sylas left Gralith soon after, his mind still not certain of the path forward he wanted to take.

Going to the Weaver Guild sounded like the obvious choice, but now doing so wasn’t so simple-not when one of their A-tiers wanted him dead.

Granted, the Analei were only one of the seven Clans that formed the Weaver Guild. But even so, that didn’t mean the odds were in his favor.

He still had to consider the relationship between the Clans. What of the Clans with a good relationship with the Analei? What if they all had good relationships, as rare as that might be?

It was made worse by the fact that having a good relationship wasn’t necessarily all that important either. They just had to not have a bad relationship to stand aside and let the Analei do as they pleased.

Sure, it was probably true that one of their powerhouses had a good impression of him, but setting aside the fact Sylas would never rely on someone else for his own safety, there was another matter to consider as well… What if that powerhouse was also an Analei?

Would they choose Sylas over one of their own who had already long proven they could become an A-tier?

The weight of that Tier to anyone but Sylas would be as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the skies. Even the heft of the Title of B-tier was so grand that prostration seemed to be the only path forward. That was yet another reason the Veil Humans were almost certainly scouring every bit of information they could to find who was responsible for the death of one of theirs.

But at this point, Sylas could only handle one problem at a time.

One might question why Sylas was giving so much thought to going to the Weaver Guild if he had so many reasons not to go. Unfortunately, the answer to that question was… Time.

He didn’t have time.

Earth was about to fuse into the wider world, and he had raised the danger they were in substantially for the sake of saving Gralith. If he didn’t grow a lot stronger quite quickly, how much he could help would be limited.

And the only way for him to get to the territory of the Seeing Eye quickly enough was this path.

The universe was too vast. Crossing a single Sector before Sylas got his new vessel took weeks. Though the new vessel that the Professor woman and Old Brama had made together would be faster, there was something else that needed to be accounted for: The strength variation between Sectors.

The stronger the Sector, the more difficult it was to travel at speeds that broke its laws.

This might be a world where surpassing the speed of light seemed as easy as flipping over a palm, but that wasn’t the case. It took a great deal of energy to do that, and required physics-bending Runes.

The more powerful the territory, the more difficult it was to apply these forceful changes to the world, and thus the more time it took to travel from place to place.

This created the illusion that stronger territories were also vaster, when in reality there was no substantial size difference at all-though planets tended to be a bit larger.

This was all to say that even if Sylas left right now, he wouldn’t even be able to leave the Milky Way Horizon by the time Earth completed its Ascension, let alone reach the Horizons of the Seeing Eye and the Weaver Guild.

He also only had detailed maps and hyper highway passes for the surrounding three Sectors. The speed of a few weeks it took him to reach the Champion Dungeon would be on the order of months, if not years, without access to these things.

So how much worse would it be when he was not only in an unfamiliar land, with a weaker vessel, forced to contend with the laws of much stronger territories?

His best bet at finding a Cryst Emperor was through these means. As of now, there didn’t seem to be any other options.

The question, then, was: what did joining the Weaver Guild have anything to do with this?

There were good odds that if he did so, they might have a path for him to reach them instantly… much like the Golden Grove had had.

Gralith hadn’t had a method to do this for Sylas, but it had to be remembered that the circumstances of their meeting weren’t normal at all. Not only was it a detailed scheme of the Purvon Young Master, but it also involved a world in the process of being Summoned.

The Weaver Guild wouldn’t be in the same situation.

The only thing left to consider was whether the pride of the expert he had rejected back then would be hurt or not. If it was… he would be falling into another layer of traps he was certainly not ready to deal with.

Sylas stared out into the distance. Somehow, after speaking with Gralith, rather than the weight on his shoulders becoming lighter, they had become heavier instead.

‘Will… Karma…

A light smile actually graced Sylas’ face as the beams of the sun came down. It was incredibly subtle, a slight curve to his lip formed in such a faint arc it hardly looked as though his expression had changed at all.

The only people who would notice it were his family.

But it reflected the surging momentum in his heart nonetheless.

He had always wondered why the system felt the need to announce things and project feats out into the world. Was it just a cruel mistress that wanted to see those it rewards hunted down like animals by their enemies?

This experience with the Emperor Sanctum had taught Sylas differently. Karma wasn’t just a chain like he had experienced with Nyssa… it was also a weapon.

Sylas’ screen toggled, and he looked at the System Reward he had yet to use.

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