Sylas' hair billowed back, his gaze sharp in its light.
His broken Blade Aura Gene Talent stood there, displayed before the world. But it was no longer being driven by the system, but rather Sylas' own hands.
Since he wasn't a good enough Grimblade to stand here, he would just have to be a good enough Rune Master to make up for it in spades.
At that moment, his intent had focused every fiber of its being on the Rune in front of him. It could even be said that the fact it was so broken and decrepit would only give him an advantage here. Otherwise, it just might have been too complicated for him to even begin to understand.
However, the Sylas of now wasn't the Sylas of the past. Before, he didn't even have the right to look at Genes, let alone the more complicated Gene Talents and beyond.
But now, he stood at the pinnacle of Rune Mastery of the F-Grade. Even if it took time, effort, blood, even… he could do it. He would do it, no matter what.
Hiya everyone. I know chapters are eratic, and this time it's not because I'm fighting jet lag and returning from vacation. I got hit with a pretty bad fever and according to the doc I also have a pair of infection to boot. Yay for my body.
As usual, I'll be doing my best to continue pumping chapters out, but sometimes two-chapter days will likely end up be one like here