Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1218

Chapter 1218: Go

A maid with skin as ashy grey as Ansla’s helped to fix up Sylas’ collar, standing in a room of lush decorations.

The style of dress for Noble Demons was quite... Victorian. It felt to Sylas like he had been transported back to an era of Earth he had only read about in textbooks, and just barely at that.

Frilly sleeves and colors, breasted vests, thick cotton material, and countless layers. It felt like he was being tightly wound through, one piece after another, the giggling handmaidens scurrying around him like fairies.

But there was a cold indifference to Sylas’ face that made the situation much less fun for them. At the very least, if he was complaining or uncomfortable, they could crack a few jokes themselves.

Sylas, however, was entirely focused on the task at hand.

Tonight was a dinner he hadn’t planned on attending originally. As he expected, his talk with Ansla had borne fruit. The problem, though, was that Ansla truly didn’t have much information. She had been hoping to gain something from the trip to the pillar’s appearance location, but there had, obviously, been nothing to find.

The only people that might have some real, tangible information about what was going on were the Demons here. The Noble Demons.

There was also the main issue as well—that being how to clear this realm and open a gate back to the real world. The clues for how to do that would almost certainly be gathered here as well.

Then there was the thought at the back of Sylas’ mind, still pillaging about much to his lack of amusement.

The last piece to getting his method to work were precisely women like Ansla. He just didn’t know how he felt about it.

There were two things Sylas had run into in this world that could trigger his need to evolve. The first was Demon meat, and the second? Well, wasn’t that his Lust?

Whenever Sylas underwent a great amount of evolution, a certain lower-half piece of himself seemed to lose control. Of course, he had never allowed it to rule him—it had never even come close to infringing on his free will. But the reality was very much there.

Every time his body underwent a shocking evolution, its desire to procreate hit a new gear, and it quickly wanted him to spread his seed—almost as though a child would be the anchor that made all of his efforts worth it.

Logically, this made sense to the universe. The entire point of the system was probably not even to help those alive right this moment. It was far more efficient for it to run those already alive into the ground, squeezing them dry of all of their potential, before forcing them to have children that would have far better starts.

Then do it all over again.

The more improvement a single person had over a single lifetime, the more resources it would take to produce the same results, so it wasn’t in the best interest of the Laws of the Universe to pour so much into one life.

Even Earth before the Summoning was the same way. Sure, spontaneous mutations could happen, and environment could play a factor, but the most evolutionary change came from producing the next generation. freewēbnoveℓ.com

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