Sylas landed on the ground with a heavy boom, his eyes sharp and focused. He lookedtoward Jala and Alex, who were practically on their last breaths. He didn't know, nor didhe care, how they had managed to survive.
With a wave of his hand, his telekinesis picked them up off the ground.
[Absolute Dominance has been Established]
[Champion Team formed]
[Would you like to name your Team?]
[Yes][No]
Sylas was about to say no when he paused, frowning.
Names... names again.
He recalled that day that felt like a lifetime ago. It was the middle of the trial and theheirs of the powerful families of Earth had yet to make themselves known.
Sylas remembered seeing the leaderboard of City names, recalling how silly they were.He also remembered how he felt back then.
Those people probably thought everything was a joke when they chose those names.They chose them carelessly, thinking they'd wake up from this lucid dream soon, rightback in their beds.
It wasn't like him to waste mental space on sympathy for others, but Sylas couldempathize with their situations. He wondered how rational he would have been in thatsituation, and ultimately how the name they had become known for was branded foreverwith their naiveté.
Depending on how you looked at it, this could be a matter of great pride, a sign that theyhad managed to make it so far even without advantages. Or, it could be seen as apermanent stain.
Sylas himself could still recall that day in the volcano, the greatest stain on his own life,the last time he had felt true fear, the suffocation of it all. How would he react if thatmoment was permanently broadcast, branded as a constant reminder of the day he wasthe most inferior?
He never cared about the opinions of others. But the constant reminder of himself... thatwas something that he couldn't withstand.
[Would you like to name your Team?]
[Yes][No]
Sylas looked at the question again and then closed his eyes.
[Team Name {Grimblade Lineage} has been chosen]
One day, that name would rock the universe, he swore it. It didn't matter whatdisadvantages he started with. He would crush them all beneath his heel.
Every single one of them.
A pulsing radiance came from Sylas' True Pride Seed.
[Madness (Silver)] - Progenitor
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