Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1679

Chapter 1679 Prison

[Bonus chapter thanks to Reading_aniac :)]

Sylas wasn't sure what to think, honestly. He was rarely so confused.

First, Fanelei wanted him badly enough to even cross countless light-years with her. But then she was supposedly not sure of him enough and had him tested. That test led to a fallout she wasn't prepared for, so she placed restrictions on him. But now she wanted him to go and earn his Rune Mastery resources on his own?

It didn't make any sense.

If there was a single through-line to be found, Sylas would have found it already. But right now, it felt more like an eccentric grandmother doing what she pleased whenever she pleased rather than a woman with a real plan in mind.

There was something that Sylas wasn't factoring in, though. Something that, if he did, would make things make

more sense. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Emotion.

Sylas wasn't someone who didn't understand that humanoids could be irrational creatures. He was actually quite used to manipulating the emotions of others when need be.

But he had just been hoping that A-tiers would be better. It seemed not.

Fanelei was someone who probably had many things ping-ponging around in her mind right now.

There was the fact Sylas had killed her granddaughter, the fact that Sylas had rejected her at first and only wanted to use her now that it was convenient, the fact that Sylas wasn't exactly the bow-down-and-be-obedient sort even now that he was here.

Then there was her own pride being caught in a quagmire where she knew that she needed Sylas for whatever reason that might be, but she was also unwilling to rely on an F-tier-worse yet, an F-tier that didn't seem to be particularly grateful at all.

These were things that Sylas could, of course, understand. He just expected...

Better.

But maybe when you were born and raised in such a powerhouse of an organization, and had reached near the pinnacle of what was possible in this Heaven, emotional regulation wasn't exactly at the peak of what they worked

on.

When you had everything, why would you need to regulate how you felt?

When Sylas saw how the A-tiers had been acting, like children who had their toys taken away, he had just thought that it was more of a joke, like they knew how they were acting but chose to do things that way anyway because it was more fun for them.

That Sylas could understand. Not everyone had a personality like himself. They wanted to let off some steam and relax, so what?

But what if it wasn't just an act or an attempt to blow off steam?

What if they were all truly like this?

And it was then it suddenly clicked for Sylas.

He stopped walking in the middle of a bustling street. He could feel some gazes sweeping toward him, finding it odd that someone so old could possibly be so weak. But like most people in situations like this, other than giving him a weird look, they just went about their days. Maybe later today they would give him a snide remark or two to their friends or family before he faded from their memories.

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