Supremacy Games

Two days later...

Felix was sitting on the carpet, huffing through his mouth with bloodshot eyes. Sweat was dripping down his entire body's pores akin to a fountain. However, a relieved expression was shown on Felix's face.

He was relieved because he actually remained conscious after finishing integrating with 3%, making him reach 99%!

He finally made it to the origin purity! Yet, not a single hint of excitement could be seen on his face.

Instead, he hastily brought himself back to peak form with the rejuvenation potions and started glancing around him with a paranoid expression.

Neither Felix nor Asna knew when or where the Jörmungandr was going to pop off, and this sense of the unknown was creeping him out as he kept feeling like someone was going to jump at him from behind.

Fortunately? Minutes went by, and nothing was heard inside the room besides Felix's loud heartbeats.

He was getting agitated by the second, as he always hated this f*cking feeling of the calm before the storm.

In the end, almost two hours had gone by, and Felix couldn't help but start to relax his tensed shoulders.

He didn't dare to believe it, but the Jörmungandr truly didn't show himself!

Just as he began believing that Asna might have been talking out of her ass like always, he heard her crying out loud in his mind, 'FEEELIX HEEEELP!'

"Shit! He is in my consciousness!!" Worried, Felix immediately laid down on his bed and closed his eyes.

He didn't know what was happening in his consciousness to make Asna beseech help like that, and he wasn't planning on remaining passive!

....

The moment Felix opened his eyes, he stood up above the consciousness lake and began sprinting towards the mist mansion.

Since it was quite close, Felix reached its premise in a jiffy.

He looked at its gate and noticed that Asna was leaning against the wall while peeking with her head at the inside of the mansion.

"I am here. Are you okay?!" He asked in his mind while approaching her carefully.

The moment Asna heard his voice, she dashed towards him with an aggrieved expression like she just got bullied and wanted him to seek justice.

After reaching his side, she pointed her shaky finger at her mansion and cried loudly, "The old snake showed up while I was watching my drama, scaring me to the death!" She put on a long face as she added, "He even kicked me out of my house and told me to be a good girl and stay outside until he deals with you."

Felix's eyelids kept twitching the more he heard her speak. Here he was worried that she was attacked by the Jörmungandr or something. But, it was obvious that she was overreacting after getting kicked out of her mansion.

"Asna." He looked deeply into her eyes and said in vexation, "My emotions are truly wasted on you."

deep breath and started walking towards the mansion. He didn't dare to keep the Jörmungandr

expected would be agitated with

was going on for him to act like this, as he understood himself more than anymore. Being calm and collected in such a nerve-wracking

was still far from reaching that level of

made it into the wide-open gate of the

sitting on a purplish throne with his head resting on

in the memories. However, seeing him for real hit Felix a hundred times harder than just seeing

but he suddenly had feelings of kneeling and kowtowing before his gracefulness and

seconds went by, the feeling intensified

to bend on their own, making his dazed

to me?! Is he controlling my will

He fired off two questions in his mind while trying his best to endure the inborn feeling that

to you.' She sighed while peeking at the interaction further away, 'Your own body is showing the necessary reaction before one of the beings at the top of the universe's social pyramid. Sorry! I forgot to mention it since you felt

f*cking kneel.' Infuriated, he shouted in his mind with veins throbbing down

can leave the consciousness lake or close your eyes. Besides those two options, there is nothing

was extremely indignant about

kneel just because he was born a human? Why did he need to go through this shit just because

stop his

only wasn't enough to stop himself from kneeling. Thus, he clenched them

Felix having a weird posture that should have made it easier to lose his balance and fall in any direction. Yet,

kept pulling and pulling...The result? Nothing changed. His knees were adamant about

hell, I will

both of

Thud!

lost his balance and fell backward on his side. Blood was gushing out of his wounds akin

beneath him and the waves of pain that had assaulted his being, Felix

would rather cut my four

my Felix!" Asna said in

at

like in real life. Thus, the pain he was experiencing was

single wince. He just kept gazing at the Jörmungandr without closing his eyes for even a split second. Though

was going to either reduce the feeling or remove it entirely. But Felix wasn't a retard

talking to the Jörmungandr if he was doing so

he be giving him promises with his eyes closed? How could the Jörmungandr even believe in him when he couldn't even look

neither Kneel nor close his eyes. Let's not mention running away by exiting the

to keep resisting and resisting until

his resistance as

he didn't feel thankful or relieved but actually peeved that he needed to

anything for it to happen pissed

indignant á mik?" The Jörmungandr asked