Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Mortimer

Sylas' eyes snapped open, finding a familiar, yet not so familiar ceiling above him.

He had only slept one night in the bed before, so unsurprisingly, he was probably more used to his bed in Casstle Main than this bed in the Brown family compound.

Sylas sat up and a familiar wave of pain hit him. He looked down at himself and found that he was still covered in the same bruises, but was also somehow wearing the same blue striped pajamas he had been wearing before he entered the Trial. At the same time, the Scorned Wraps and the Madness Key had magically appeared on him as well.

He sighed. It seemed that there was no escaping them. He would probably have to wear gloves and a long-sleeved shirt from now on just to hide the Scorned Wraps, but he wondered if that would bring more attention to them than not.

He stood slowly, wanting to go and shower and more importantly, shave. He knew it would probably be impossible to hide from his family that he had gone when they had explicitly hoped that he would not, but since he had come back alive, he assumed it would be easier to smooth that over anyway.

'Hm?'

The door to his room had an outline of light though it should still be the dead of night. According to his understanding, during the Trial, time was frozen. Most of the world, at least on this hemisphere, should be in bed right now. Though, it was hard to say if that'd last for long.

But what caught his attention more than that was the fact there was a shadow through the outline of light.

Someone was standing before his door?

Sylas walked toward it and opened it. The first thing he saw was a little girl in a pink gown, she was half reaching for the doorknob and half bawling her eyes out. Clearly, she was scared to see what might or might not be on the other side.

He could have sworn that he already appeased her. Between her and his parents, she had been the hardest to convince that he definitely wouldn't go. It seemed that he could be a bit naive too, she didn't believe him even a little bit.

Elara looked up with red eyes, and when she saw that it was Sylas, she was startled at first before she jumped at him, her sobs coming in waves. Having been containing herself for so long, she could no longer stand it. She hiccuped and wheezed, barely breathing properly.

A pang of guilt echoed in Sylas' heart, a sigh leaving his lips.

"What are you crying for, little munchkin? Aren't I here?"

Elara didn't answer, crying harder. She had only seen Sylas for a brief moment, but how could she not notice the changes in her brother? He had just magically gone from clean-shaven to a scruffy beard in what was effectively a few seconds?

They said that kids were more intelligent than adults gave them credit for, and it seemed that Sylas was learning that the hard way.

Elara had been holding back her sobs before, but after seeing Sylas she couldn't contain it any longer and the noises quickly caught the attention of his parents and grandfather.