[Bonus chapters thanks to TheHonoredOne69 <3]
Sylas took a breath and exhaled as the baptism came to a slow stop. The loose portions of his dress shirt whipped in the wind, but they eventually settled down as well.
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[Welcome, Descendant of the Monkey King Emperor]
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[Would you like to usher in the 714th Cycle?]
[Yes] [No]
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That was precisely the notification Sylas was looking for. He hardly reacted at all when he saw it, but he knew that the moment he clicked yes, the entire Emperor Sanctum would be set down a road of no return.
Well… that was exactly what he wanted, now wasn't it?
Chi.
His intention pressed toward yes before the other Ancestors could even piece together what was happening.
The thing about the rules of such an old, long-standing organization was that while many were familiar with them, they weren't intimately utilizing the nooks and crannies at every moment they got.
