Genetic Ascension

Sylas sat with his thoughts for a while, his expression calm.

He had thought of the fact that this was a Linked Dungeon the moment he sensed the spatial fluctuations in the tunnel. This must be part of the reason this secret realm of the Golden Grove was impossible to survive.

There was no telling which realm Megean had ended up in, what path she was taking down, or if she’d even survive.

Was the path down the same no matter what? Would you always end up in the hornet’s nest?

There was so little information about this place even in the UniForge. The reason for that was plain and obvious to Sylas now.

How could they document the fact they had a literal Demon World at the core of their guild? That would probably get them ostracized by the world.

But what was odd was that they would still allow some of their own to enter nonetheless, rather than locking this place up and throwing away the key. There was certainly a reason for that as well.

’Those Races... they call themselves the Gold Lineage or something of the sort. They seem to take a lot of pride in that, even though their records don’t explain what exactly this so-called "Gold Lineage" is.

’But, that Thryskai that came by was no normal Thryskai. It should have been a Demi-God. Why would a Demi-God be interested in a guild like this one that wasn’t even amongst the top ten powers of this entire Sector?’

Sylas’ scope of the world was far more well-structured now. He had a better understanding of hierarchy, and something like this that would have gone over his head before was much clearer.

But that made him all the more curious about all of this. After all, he had the Thryskai to thank for the fact he was a D-Grade Human Simioid now.