Supremacy Games

"Elder, please reconsider your decision." Felix said, very serious.

"No." The Jörmungandr waved his hand at Felix, "No matter what you say, I have no plans to revive."

"If you have absolutely no plans on reviving now, then please stay in my consciousness for a couple of years." Felix promised, "If nothing that you saw during those years made you change your mind, then I won't bother you anymore with this matter. Please!"

Boom!

"No is a no!" The Jörmungandr struck the armchair with his palm, creating a loud soundwave, which raptured Felix's ears wide open!

Yet, Felix just snapped his finger and replaced the broken ones before continuing with a beseeching look, "Just two years! That's nothing compared to the billions of years that the elder had lived!"

"You stubborn piece of a block!" The Jörmungandr glared at Felix, hoping to scare him off into changing his stance.

Alas, Felix just continued negotiating, "One Year! Just one year! It's the same as a blink of an eye for the elder."

Felix gestured with a glance for Asna to back him up. Alas, she completely ignored it and simply kept playing with her nails in boredom.

Assist him? What crack was he on?

She literally told him before that she didn't want to share this tiny consciousness space with anyone, not even the Jörmungandr. Yet, here he was trying his best to invite him on his own discord!

If she wasn't confident that Jörmungandr was never going to change his mind, she would have already started cursing Felix.

Alas, her confidence was shattered after hearing the Jörmungandr murmur, "One year? Uhmmm."

Seeing that the Jörmungandr was actually pondering on the matter instead of rejecting at once, Asna felt a sudden shiver at the thought of him actually agreeing.

"It's just a single year, elder probably won't even notice it before it ends."

Felix kept striking the iron while it's hot, trying his best to convince the Jörmungandr. He just needed for the Jörmungandr to accept and by then, he could introduce him to the new entertainments in the UVR.

Felix didn't know if one year was enough to make the Jörmungandr addicted to the liveliness of the present era, but he was willing to try his utmost effort to help the Jörmungandr regain the will to live again.

That was the least he could do to repay the Jörmungandr.

Seconds went by then minutes. Both Felix and Asna were holding their breaths in anticipation of the Jörmungandr's answer.

One was praying to hear a 'yes' and the other 'no'.

Before long, the Jörmungandr broke out of his daze and replied with a gentle smile, "Then don't mind my intrusion."

"YES!"

This can't be

tightened his fists in delight and excitement, Asna was pulling her crimson hair with

yelled in irritation, "You old snake! How could you listen to a mortal? You brought shame to

Jörmungandr merely chuckled, paying no heads to her

of having the Jörmungandr with him

things that he could learn from him, whether the secrets of the cosmos or the thousands of poison abilities

after realizing that he had absolutely no idea how

to use abilities and such, do I simply need to

spewing?" The Jörmungandr said, "You received poison manipulation, not my abilities. If you want to use abilities with just thought like you do with your garbage cultivation system, you need first to create your own and practice using them over and over again until they get ingrained in

element manipulation simply

it seemed to him like there was more to

can I create my own abilities?"

your own will." The Jörmungandr shook his head,

quite complex." Felix knitted his eyebrows as he requested, "Elder, mind telling me how can I do so

when you face

and bowed one last to the Jörmungandr, "I am extremely grateful to the elder's kindness, and I

"You can leave us now. I

gave Asna a warning glance before

him the middle finger while cursing him yet

seeing that Felix had left, the Jörmungandr smiled gently at Asna and asked, "Which

your dreams." Asna sneered while pointing at the

The Jörmungandr nodded his head, "It's better this

suddenly teleported outside of the mansion. He pointed his finger at the empty space

his call, the mist began to rise from the lake in a slow manner, shaping up to the wishes

one by one in a circular shape, putting the Jörmungandr right

swiftly rose after, connecting those pillars to

at the top of those pillars and the mist

as he kept pointing his finger at the walls, pillars, floor, and ceiling, giving them each plenty of artistic details, which made the palace appeared somewhat alive when compared to Asna's basic

the time the Jörmungandr dropped into the floor, a throne and a humongous status of his serpent

greyish due to being built by mist, the Jörmungandr was still somewhat satisfied

he didn't remain in the palace more than necessary as he truly wanted

Asna's mansion, which appeared like

was merely to stroke her ego a bit. But in reality? What kind of mansion would have only a f*cking

probably never cared about her mansion's appearance nor Felix bothered to mock her for it. Yet, after the Jörmungandr's heavy-handed creation of a 'house', the

mind

the humongous palace, "I told you to create to a f*cking house, not a palace that reached

look as he said, "But, this is the smallest house

had just made him seem like he was humble-bragging before Asna. And she wasn't