Supremacy Games

"I'm glad." Felix sighed in relief as he sat back.

He was truly content that he didn't need to pass any trials or tests, as he understood that for such an important ritual, the Jörmungandr would have made the test hell for him.

Thankfully, the Jörmungandr proved once again that he was a straightforward individual, who preferred keeping things simple and time-efficient.

After all, he already spent an hour browsing through Felix's memories. He saw him at his best and at his ugliest and worst moments.

There was no better judge for a person's personality than looking straight into his memories.

Felix even took a step further and demonstrated his grit and resolve to not kneel before the Jörmungandr even though he was controlling his life and death.

Thus, he pretty much secured the approval of the Jörmungandr without him knowing about it.

"Step forward, child." The Jörmungandr said.

Without hesitation, Felix broke the handcuffs and started walking towards the throne while staring respectfully at the Jörmungandr's calm eyes.

After reaching his side, Felix lowered his head in silence, waiting for the Jörmungandr's move.

"Let's begin." The Jörmungandr stood up slowly from the throne, reaching three meters in height! He might be in human-like form, but that didn't mean, he would have the same height as them.

"Lift your head." He ordered.

Felix did as he was told obediently. Immediately after, the Jörmungandr placed his green-scaled finger on Felix's forehead.

Feeling the coldness of his finger, Felix got a bit nervous as he had no idea how the process was going to be. Painful? Long? Fast? Easy?

It seemed to him that the Jörmungandr wasn't planning on telling him either. Thus, he merely closed his eyes and got his shit together.

No matter how hard it was going to be, Felix was confident in his pain tolerance to handle the worst of it.

"Are you ready?" The Jörmungandr asked calmly.

"Please." Felix gave him a slight head nod with his eyes still closed.

Alas, he should have kept his eyes open as he completely missed the sight of purplish inscriptions starting to appear on the Jörmungandr's skin, like little snakes slithering on it.

covering the Jörmungandr's entire body, they began marching as one on the Jörmungandr's extended arm, which had its finger

ⵚⴻⴻⵉⵏⴳ Eⵢⴻ[, had reached the tip of the Jörmungandr's finger and touched the skin

his eyes and was met with the

couldn't help but want

found out that he actually couldn't move! Not his legs, not his

was blink and watch his body getting invaded and

if his body was even big enough to contain all of

with a bit of difficulty, he noticed that the inscriptions, which reached his hands, were

rest of the inscriptions, which already covered every inch in his body, making him feel like he

a few moments, the last inscription, which surprisingly was just a single letter, was engraved

done already?' Felix wondered to himself as

quick. He always thought that a hellish pain awaited him, as he was literally accepting a gift that

am I still paralyzed?' He kept trying to move his

"Child, focus here."

his limbs and refocused back on the Jörmungandr, who was pointing

made contact, the

'Activate wha.AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! F*CK MEEEE!!'

turning Felix

the activation was accompanied by the expected hellish

mind as he felt like his entire body was being burned without

truly experiencing the fate of the players, which were

emitted from his skin followed by the nasty smell of burning flesh. Inside the consciousness, neither Asna nor the Jörmungandr were bothered

Felix's real body, making his room to

the room was extremely small, the smoke and smell started to escape through the open window and the

was in the corridor as the camp juniors were all in the field while Felix's

window, didn't take long before entering Noah's

in confusion at the smoke while

he went to the window

the smoke. He just waved the smoke away from his bed and

next to Noah for no reason! He knew that Noah's curiosity towards anything unrelated to his sister was at

something weird ever happened to him, he wouldn't attract the attention of

would have been broken by

before the purplish light started to lose

him over

head in satisfaction and returned to