When Xavia passed away, the last thing that kept Sylvester connected with the Holy Land disappeared. He had no place there, not anymore. The Pope existed and should remain the highest authority. His existence only undermined that rank.
Once the funeral of Xavia ended, the top floor of Bright Mother's housing building was found empty the next morning. There was no sign of anyone ever living there; the walls that had once been broken to make the living space bigger had been reconstructed.
Sylvester Maximillian was nowhere to be found. Of course, those in higher positions knew where he went. An aimless tour of sorts, roaming the world endlessly, bidding time, and watching the world change right before his eyes.
Not everyone was gifted with his lifespan. Even if he weren't Solis, he still would have outlasted all. And as years went by, many fell. The Inquisitor High Lord was already old despite being a Grand Wizard.
