Supremacy Games

Chapter 1170

Vrrr Vrrr!

Just as Felix logged out and wanted to jump into the void realm, his AP bracelet vibrated. Felix glanced at the screen and noticed that it was a call from Malak!

"Malak..." Felix's eyes dimmed up a bit and accepted the call right away.

He already knew that Malak was alive since she was situated in the dwarven's galaxy for the sake of his new spaceship during the incident.

He was more than happy about this...But, he knew that she must have been heartbroken as well because of the death of Erik, and the rest of his subordinates.

'I can't hide from everyone's judging eyes forever.' Felix toughened his heart and accepted the call.

"Sir Felix!" Malak appeared on the holographic screen with a shocked expression, seeming like she wasn't expecting the call to be picked up.

"How are you holding up?" Felix asked softly.

"I am doing alright..." Malak smiled wryly, "It was tough in the first months."

"I am sorry for not being there."

"You don't have to apologize...I am just relieved that nothing bad happened to you." Malak sighed in relief.

"It was bad for me too." Felix smiled faintly, "But, I have managed to pull through."

Knowing that Felix must be feeling extreme guilt for the incident, Malak decided to switch the subject.

"You know, I have been acting as your spokesperson in the Federation's Council to make sure that no one would dare pull a fast one by taking advantage of the situation." Malak stated.

"Good work."

Felix was satisfied with her efforts as he knew that many vultures in the council would have taken the chance to bury down the solar system after the destruction of Earth.

must have backed Mars' idea heavily and made sure that

been built last

late than never." Felix's eyelids twitched as he requested her to send it to the

coins on this spaceship and he geared

he didn't expect that

...

One week later...

the barren and desolate surface of the moon. There were hundreds of rows of simple monuments standing out against

covered in moondust with only the names or symbols etched onto them as indications of

people were seen in this graveyard, the atmosphere was just

front of a

had this writing on

Robert Maxwell, January 1, 1940 - December 15, 2043. Rest in peace, you will forever

yet to say a single word. The billions of graves around him made

bracelet and opened his inbox, which had

first found out about the email and the date it was sent,

on the

to open it and read it, knowing

with a soft tone, 'You

would never feel closure in his heart about the death of his grandfather, the earthlings, and his home unless he either

a small closure would help him in his journey in the long

that there wouldn't be an any better

a deep breath under his spacesuit, Felix clicked

//Subject: You've Got This!

My Dear Little Rascal,

tough at times, but I believe in you and your abilities. You have overcome so many obstacles in the past and this

details about what prompted to start this war but I know that my grandson never does anything without a reason no matter how small or

system of friends and family who believe

self-care, and don't be too hard on yourself. You've accomplished so much already, and you will continue to do so. Just

am always by your side no matter how long

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