Sylas took a breath, and then another deep breath.
The Glass Throne high in the skies continued to stand there, tall and proud.
And then Sylas took just one more breath.
It felt like the entirety of Earth had breathed with him. His pupils dilated, his understanding of the world hitting absolute perfection.
Earth had been restrained for so very long, restricted by broken Runes and several failed Summonings.
While the system made it clear that it would only be now that the people of Earth got full access to the range of benefits that came with it, there was one thing it neglected to mention, only implying it…
That being that Sylas would also gain full access to the range of abilities that came with being a Progenitor.
In one moment, Sylas' Will was at death's door.
In the next, he was brimming with it, the world around him reaching perfect harmony with his very Will itself.
