The sun rose lazily over the mist-shrouded peaks of Azure Bone Mountain, casting a golden glow across the slumbering village of Linchuan. The village was quiet… too quiet for the day after the Awakening Ceremony.
The ceremony where Sylar awakened—nothing.
No root. No spirit. No future.
The villagers whispered. His sisters cried quietly. His mother tried to smile.
But he heard them all.
"Pity. Such a smart boy, but heaven didn't bless him."
"He should be grateful he has good looks. Maybe he can marry into power."
Sylar stood alone atop the hill that overlooked Linchuan, eyes locked on the sky. His long black robe rustled in the mountain breeze, and his hand gripped the old iron staff his grandfather once held as a mortal cultivator.
"Trash, huh…?" he muttered. "I'll show you what trash becomes when it refuses to rot."
Just then, the sky rippled.
Not lightning. Not thunder. But a golden ripple, as if the world itself blinked.
💡 [System Initiating…]Welcome, Sylar. You have been selected by the Summoner of Realms Protocol.Main Function: Absolute Summoning Authority.
His eyes widened.
Would you like to form your first Guild?
He felt his blood stir. His heart beat like war drums.
"Yes."
✅ Guild Created: Dominion of SylarMotto: My Army. My Women. My World.Emblem: Phoenix devouring stars.
A swirling blue vortex opened in front of him, glowing with otherworldly energy.
And from within it… stepped a girl.
Tall. Lean. Silver hair. Wearing light silver armor with blue runes that pulsed like breath.
She knelt before him the moment her eyes met his.
Name: YueRace: Human (Frost Affinity)Loyalty: AbsoluteCultivation Potential: Heavenly Frost Root (Advanced Grade)Combat Role: Ice WarriorNote: Will obey all commands. Will not betray under any condition.
"…This is real," he whispered.
Congratulations! You have summoned your first soldier. More can be summoned depending on your resources.
Tip: The more loyal your followers, the stronger your cultivation gain. Their growth is your strength.
Bonus: Because Yue's loyalty is full, her cultivation is linked to you.
Just then, he felt it.
Power. Surging. Spiraling. Filling his dantian.
The barren space inside him—previously lifeless—now shined with spiritual light.
✅ You have awakened your Spiritual Root! Grade: Adaptive Parasoul RootLinked to Subordinate Cultivation!
Base Cultivation: Body Tempering Stage – Level 1
Sylar exhaled hard. His muscles tensed. His bones popped. His aura changed completely.
From a powerless mortal… to a true cultivator.
No, more than that—a lord of cultivators.
He looked at Yue, now standing quietly beside him like a statue, awaiting her master's first command.
"…Then let's build a force that will shake the heavens."
🔹 Back at the Village
His sisters—Meilin, Xue, and Tina—felt it first. A wave of pressure rolled through the village. Like a noble's arrival. But no carriage came.
The sky pulsed again.
Their mother, Lady Lan, who had once walked the outer sects of the Heavenly Rain Pavilion, shivered. "This… this power…"
From that moment on, the village would remember this day not as the beginning of Sylar's downfall…
…but as the day the Dominion of Sylar was born.
And the boy who had no root?
He was now summoning fate itself.