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."

her response, he took a deep breath and started walking towards the mansion. He didn't

would be agitated with each

himself more than anymore. Being calm and collected in

still far from reaching that level of

Felix made it into the wide-open gate

eyes landed on the Jörmungandr in his human form, sitting on a

However, seeing him for real hit Felix a hundred times harder than just seeing a reflection in

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

comes and goes, but as seconds went by, the feeling intensified to the point, Felix started to believe that worshiping

knees started to bend on their own, making his dazed expression wrap and

happening to me?! Is he

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

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.

to stop it?! I don't want to f*cking kneel.' Infuriated, he shouted in his mind with

options, there is nothing

was extremely indignant about

need to go through this shit just because his rank on the hierarchy was

and discontentment were doing nothing to stop his trembling knees from inching closer and closer to

enough to stop himself from kneeling. Thus, he clenched them with his hands tightly

made it easier to lose his balance and fall in any direction. Yet, his feet were literally glued to the ground, not moving even an

Nothing changed. His knees were adamant about

I will let that

expression and cleaved both of his

Thud!

fell backward on his side. Blood was gushing

puddle of blood beneath him and the waves of pain that had assaulted his being, Felix merely tightened his lips while giving the

cut my

Asna

to keep his dignity at

in this space, everything could be felt just like in real life. Thus, the pain he was experiencing was off

at the Jörmungandr without closing his eyes for even a split

the feeling or remove it entirely. But Felix wasn't

ground would he be talking to the Jörmungandr if he was

his eyes closed? How could the Jörmungandr even believe in him when he

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

forward, and that was to keep resisting and resisting until the Jörmungandr

didn't need to continue his resistance as the inborn feeling started withdrawing

that he needed to fight his own body like

do anything for it to happen pissed him

eru indignant á mik?" The Jörmungandr