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."

he took a deep breath and started walking towards the mansion. He didn't dare to keep the Jörmungandr waiting for

expected would be agitated

act like this, as he understood himself more

still far from reaching that level of

long, Felix made it into the wide-open

a purplish throne with his head resting on his knuckles. His

appeared the same as Felix saw in the memories. However, seeing him for real hit Felix a hundred times

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

but as seconds went by, the feeling intensified to the point, Felix started to believe that worshiping this godly creation

to bend on their own, making his dazed

What's happening to me?! Is he

He fired off two questions in his mind while trying his best

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

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

is nothing much you can do.' She smiled bitterly, 'No one can defy the hidden hierarchy in the

was extremely indignant

a human? Why did he need to go through this shit just because his rank on the hierarchy

discontentment were doing nothing to stop his trembling knees

wasn't enough to stop himself from kneeling. Thus,

weird posture that should have made it easier to lose his balance and fall in any direction. Yet, his feet were literally glued

pulling and pulling...The result? Nothing changed. His knees

will let that

butcher knife with a deranged expression and cleaved both of his legs

Thud!

his balance and fell backward on his side. Blood was

had assaulted

would rather cut my four

Asna said

keep his dignity at the border of

knew that in this space, everything could be felt just like in real life. Thus, the pain he

wasn't letting a single wince. He just kept gazing at the Jörmungandr without closing his eyes for even a split second. Though he cleaved his legs, the feeling of worship was

feeling or remove

would he be talking to the Jörmungandr if he was doing so with his

could the Jörmungandr

Felix could neither Kneel nor close his eyes. Let's not mention running

only one way forward, and that was to keep resisting and resisting until

his resistance as the inborn feeling started withdrawing slowly on

peeved that he

fact that the Jörmungandr didn't actually do anything for it

indignant á mik?" The