Supremacy Games

With each apology, Felix kept growing bigger while his appearance changed to match his real one. Still, his undead cousins refused to let him go as they piled up on him and kept uttering the same sentence over and over again.

To make matters worse, an unfathomable number of undead exiting the ruined city and nearby towns or suburbs were all heading in direction of Felix, making Asna feel a sense of dread for him.

She knew that Candace had stopped altering the dream and everything happening right now was due to Felix's own imagination.

Asna and the rest of the tenants could only watch as Felix's family members left their mansions and began to pile up on him as well, making it close to impossible to spot Felix any more.

Still, Felix managed to peek from underneath the pile and spotted his grandfather walking slowly in his direction...His skin was grayed out and cracked while his eyes were nowhere to be seen.

Yet still, instead of piling up with the rest of the undead and blaming him, his grandfather reached out to him with his wrinkly hand.

He had a kind smile as he looked at Felix with empty eye sockets, seeming like he was beseeching him to take his hand.

Even when Felix was consumed with unimaginable guilt and his thoughts were extremely negative, his subconsciousness could never imagine Grandfather Robert blaming Felix for his death, unlike the others...

"Grandpa..."

With reddened eyes and a heart completely broken, Felix reached out slowly with his shaky hand toward his grandfather, hoping just for one last slight touch...

"Take it, take it..."

Asna and Felix's masters kept watching this with hopeful eyes, knowing that all it took was one person to forgive Felix.

Just one person would tip the scale and make Felix wake up to his senses.

If it came from his grandfather, it would be even better.

Alas, the moment their fingers touched, Felix's hand crashed into the ground after the pile of undead suddenly tripled in size.

It buried Felix completely and separated him from his grandfather...

"Candace, it's time." Lady Sphinx sighed.

"Are you sure about this?" Thor asked with a deep frown, "If we gave him such false hope, he might break even harder when it fails to meet his expectations."

when it happens." Lady

could overcome this on his own completely, but alas, the trauma and guilt

over yet.' Candace

dove deeper inside the dreadful mountain of the undead until she

shut, seemingly like he was allowing

the undead from him, Candace

and saw Candace's pretty face

not here to help you or tell you that it's all going to be better in the future." Candance disclosed with a soft tone, "I am merely here to tell you that you have a chance to make things right again...A

give it at least a try." Candace reached out with her hand and said one last time, "If

'A chance...A chance!'

further, Felix's hazy eyes cleared right

clearly heard that the opportunity to save everyone was extremely slim, but he didn't care

Felix knew that he owed it to everyone to give it a

or if she was lying to him or not, Felix reached out and

Candace smiled genuinely at

Felix was piercing through the undead, who were trying to hold into him, he felt

into the sky with Candace, he looked down and his eyes

kindly and mouthed a single

-Let me go...-

the one holding his grandfather's hand

accepted that there was a chance to save everyone or not, Felix still felt deep down that he was incapable of letting go of

want to...Please,

as he kept hearing his grandfather's encouraging words...Even in his dream, he was always encouraging him to do the

seventeen...Every year after it was a bonus,

feel too sad for me and

his terror that his grandfather's hand was slipping from his fingers no matter how tightly

"No..no..no...no!!! Nooo!!"

how much he shouted painfully, his grandfather's

"Grandpa!!!"

his grandfather's body fall back

as the higher Felix flew, the more visible

exosphere, Felix's tears were frozen solid on his cheeks as he kept staring without a single blink at the

to Earth, making him imagine this destructive