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

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

at the Jörmungandr and yelled in irritation, "You old snake! How

chuckled, paying no

notion of having

learn from him, whether the secrets of the cosmos or

grin was stiffened after realizing that he

"Elder, to use abilities and such, do I simply

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

at hearing so. He always believed that element manipulation simply meant thinking about ability and it shall manifest on

him like there was more

my own abilities?"

thinking about creating abilities, you need to first learn how to harness the poison energy to your own will." The Jörmungandr shook

knitted his eyebrows as he requested, "Elder, mind telling me

me only when you face a hurdle that you can't overcome. By then,

last to the Jörmungandr, "I am extremely

dismissively, "You can leave us now. I have some matters to discuss

a warning glance before

the middle finger while cursing him yet again, "You

the Jörmungandr smiled gently at Asna and

while pointing at the door, "Go build your

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

at the empty space in front of him

the lake

in a circular shape, putting

rose after, connecting

the top of those pillars and the mist heeded his order,

still far from being done 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 decor, which had only a bed and a

into the floor, a throne and a humongous status of his serpent form were created as

bad." Although everything appeared greyish due to being built by mist, the Jörmungandr was still somewhat satisfied by the final

in the palace more than necessary as he truly wanted to

back to Asna's mansion, which appeared like a roughly built shack when compared to the

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

bothered to mock her for it. Yet, after the Jörmungandr's heavy-handed creation of a 'house', the

Asna mind

humongous palace, "I told you to create

said, "But, this is the smallest house that I

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