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."

started walking towards the mansion. He didn't

felt that his nerves, which he expected would be agitated with each step he took, were actually getting pacified

this, as he understood himself more than

from reaching that level of

it into the wide-open

his eyes landed on the Jörmungandr in his human form, sitting on a purplish throne with his head

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

didn't know why, but he suddenly had feelings of kneeling

feeling intensified to the point, Felix started to believe that

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

me?! Is he controlling my will or

while trying his best to endure the inborn feeling that was

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

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

can leave the consciousness lake or close your eyes. Besides those two options, there is nothing much you can do.' She smiled bitterly, 'No one

extremely

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

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

to stop himself from kneeling. Thus, he clenched

made it easier to lose his balance and fall in any direction. Yet, his feet were literally glued to the

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

hell, I will

choice, Felix created a misty butcher knife with a deranged expression and cleaved both of his legs in one single sweep, showing not a single hint

Thud!

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

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

I would rather cut my four limbs before that

Asna said

resolve to keep his dignity at the border

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

eyes for even a split

his eyes was going to either reduce the feeling or remove it entirely. But Felix

to the Jörmungandr

promises with his eyes closed? How could the Jörmungandr even believe

his eyes. Let's not mention

to keep

Felix didn't need to continue his resistance as the inborn

that he needed to fight his own

that the Jörmungandr didn't actually do anything for it to happen

mik?" The Jörmungandr