Supremacy Games

Meanwhile, outside of the consciousness, Felix was checking the purplish inscriptions in the mirror with a focused gaze.

He kept trying to decipher the weird-looking letters but to no avail. He even asked the Queen, but she just gave him a negative response as last time.

The only thing he knew was that those inscriptions were the same ones that he saw on Jörmungandr's memories when he was slithering on the peaks of the mountains.

When he asked Asna if they had meaning, she replied with a positive response. This signified that she either had an idea of what they might be or at least saw them somewhere.

However, before asking the stingy Asna, who loved keeping secrets, he was planning to see what the Jörmungandr had in mind about them.

"I wonder what they are talking about." He was filled with curiosity on the matters spoken between Asna and the Jörmungandr, two beings at the top of the universe's pyramid.

He believed that everything that came out of their lips would be some high-level shit that he never heard about before.

He was quite bothered by not getting included in those conversations, which made him feel like he was being left out.

However, Felix was still sensible enough to give them the space they wanted, and he felt that when they see that he was ready, he would be informed by them.

For now? He could only start attempting to harness the poison element even though he smelled like shit.

He wanted to go take a shower, but the inscriptions refused to hide by themselves and he had no idea how to remove them manually.

He tried ordering them with a thought, but it didn't work. Thus, he could only wait until the Jörmungandr finished his conversation with Asna before asking him about the method.

Alas, if only he knew that both of them were currently fighting with mist akin to children playing with snow, he would have cursed them both, dropping all sense of formality.

"Harness the element. Uhmmm."

Thoughtful, Felix sat in a meditation position while having his chin resting on his knuckles. He was pondering on the most plausible ways to achieve so.

However, no matter how hard he thought about it, he always comes back to the belief that he only needed to use his mind to control the elements.

The Jörmungandr only mentioned that he needed to forget about using a single thought to activate an ability. But he didn't reject the notion of using the mind to manipulate the element.

'Let's start simple.' Felix closed his eyes shut and started imagining a string made of poison in his mind.

carefully thought of the shape, the size, the inducement used, and the duration that it

his mind, he extended his palm forward, which had a single letter, appearing as 'ⵉ' in the center of

split his focus between the poison string image and the poison energy that was coursing

off orders for the poison energy to gather into his palm and exit

wholly ignored like he was merely speaking to himself. However, Felix

reason he didn't lose hope was because of the tiny connection that he had

poison energy, he always felt it existing all over his body. He didn't know how to control it, but

Felix wouldn't be able to know

thing he was able to do with this

control the energy into something more. But, his attempts ended

coins were wasted by humans on research to discover a way to take advantage of

was always blank without any

to the Metal Race years back, but till now, not a single update

fine intellect failed to deliver a different

that the only time where the elemental energy in the humans' bodies gets

manipulation, the energy inside his body would finally start responding to his wishes and order, moving and shaping as he

up in failure, he continued on repeating the same

went by

the residence. The loud noise of their chatter as they walked in the hallway kept resounding in the

simply kept repeating the exact same practice like a

each time his focus was broken,

starting to feel the energy in his body clearer and clearer than the first

he would have already given on this method

stomach, which kept complaining about not feeding it for more than a half a day

passed by in the

out. His focus

to take a dinner break

three sealed shut food containers next to him. He opened them one by one, displaying

spatial card for about a week now. Yet, the chicken and the soup were still puffing out steam, like they were just

that it had. And since there were neither elements nor

would have started universal uber

next to the door, so he wouldn't forget returning them to the cafeteria

"Time for round two."