Sylas' eyes beca ice cold.
Death.
It was a scent that he was becoming more and more familiar with. The first ti he had t it in this world, well and truly, his mind almost collapsed. It was the most pathetic mont of his life, and it was a brand that was still fiercely stamped into his heart. Just thinking of that mont filled him with untold rage.
He knew why he had felt that fear back then. He hadn't awakened to himself, he still thought of himself as a normal Earthling, as a man who would be willing to go back to normal life if this Summoning nonsense was to end right this mont.
But now he knew that that wasn't him. If he had a button right before him now to reset everything to how it had once been, he knew that not only would he not press it, he would likely destroy it.
Adrenaline filled his limbs and his brain churned.
He didn't believe that it was possible for the system to give him a useless hint, least of all a useless System Reward.
Pressure descended on Sylas from all directions. It wasn't just the attacks, or the Domain, it was the world itself that was still continuously trying to kill him. The frigid cold was slowly turning his mangled ss of a hand blue, and his toes weren't escaping this fate either. Ice- Poison seeped into his bones, but Sylas' gaze was becoming brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, Sylas ducked and rolled, holding his arms tightly to his body to avoid their damage becoming any worse.
He used again the instant he stood to his feet. At the sa ti, his Domain beca more aggressive, eating away at the
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