Sylas appeared on the moon looking like quite a mess. His pants were torn, his upper body was bare, and unlike the other geniuses that had come here with all the treasures and support in the world, he looked entirely alone. Even his strongest assets, the Madness Key and the Scorned Wraps, didn't seem to be much at all.
The former couldn't even be seen by outsiders or those he didn't have the Will to "let in," while the Scorned Wraps looked like they had seen better days. Beaten, battered, and covered in caked blood that never seemed to go away, they didn't look like treasures at all.
But honestly speaking… Sylas truly didn't feel like he needed any of that. His appearance alone was enough to turn heads, because his existence alone was enough.
