Supremacy Games

"Ladies and Gentlemen, How are you coping up with this heat?!" Marlion asked through his microphone. He was sitting at a commentary table mid-air above millions of spectators, who were seated with shallow or no clothes at all under the shade of a humongous umbrella.

The umbrella was blocking the scorching sunlight from reaching them, as well as lowering the heat to the bare minimum.

Unfortunately, Felix and the players, who were each standing near their hovercars, did not enjoy the same treatment. As the only protection they had, were the sunglasses they bought earlier.

Thank god for that.

"I ain't even feeling it!"

"On my planet, this heat was called absolute zero!"

"When you are going to brag, at least make some sense, you f*cking retard."

The spectators yelled their responses with red faces and sweaty foreheads, creating a symphony of unrecognizable noises.

This was Marlion true aim, to hear as much noise as possible. It didn't matter what they say, as long as the atmosphere was hyped, it meant he was doing his job well.

"Now let's begin interviewing our dear players. It seems like some of them are not handling the heat well." He laughed in a mocking manner while pointing his microphone at some players, who were crouching next to their cars, trying to take cover from the suns.

"Hahahaha! What p*ssies! Can't even handle such a breeze!"

The crowd laughed out loud with him after seeing this sight. But the players did not feel ashamed at all, as they remained in the same position.

'F*cking bastards laughing because they are hiding under an umbrella, I dare them to stay 5 seconds in this weather.'

'F*ck! I feel my skin is melting.'

late

Center or did not manage to secure a room for themselves. Thus having to deal with this 59°C weather for the first

doing well under the heat since his outfit was truly messing him up badly. But he could only endure it until the 30 minutes of interviews end, so he could

Whoosh!

smashed into the ground. He then began the interview segment with the prettiest

his left side mouth smiling, "Madam Pluto, Can you

did a peace sign to the streaming camera at her right and said cutely. "It's of course because of the loyal fans that supported me in every game, whether I won or lost." She then blew a kiss to the camera and drew a

heat here and you are making it even worse by your cringy Idol performance." Irritated, Felix banged his head with

"We Love you Plutooo!"...

"Smile at me, Pluto!"

my Babies Pluto, Ouch!! who the hell slapped my

players thought so. As for the male audience? They all went into a frenzy, removing their shirts and

game hall was no more, as he said with a moved expression.

wish for my fans to live forever to accompany me." Madam Pluto pouted, "But I know that's too much to ask. So I only want beautifying flower to appear more breathtaking.

car after hearing her twist the wish to make it seem like she was doing it for

pondered seriously while looking at the short curly-haired girl that appeared

others will take care of her.' He switched to other players and saw that the majority were already

the audience. He walked between the different shapes of cars and types to search for a unique player that would hype

his hoodie on, banging his head lightly on the car's roof like a retard. It seemed like

towards Felix, but suddenly, he stopped after

as a hotshot? Moron, later you will beg to be interviewed by us." Marlion didn't bother with Felix anymore after seeing that tag. He merely scoffed and

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requested to enter their

their engines on, some cars got their heavy modifications instantly removed, turning a

to race, when their defensive and offensive parts were removed

turned on their engines with watery eyes and prayed to survive the