Supremacy Games

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.

have backed Mars' idea heavily and made sure that everyone know that it

built last month and

send it to the moon, where he would be staying

spaceship

expect that it

...

One week later...

graveyard could be seen built on the barren and desolate surface of the moon. There were hundreds of rows of simple monuments standing out

names or symbols etched

thousands of visiting people were seen in this graveyard,

and a bit depressed expression in front of a grave. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and wearing a hoodie to

monument had this writing

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

half an hour now and he had yet to say a single word. The billions of graves around him made his heart so heavy, he just couldn't utter one

to his AP bracelet and opened his inbox, which had his

out about the email and the date it was sent, he felt like a sledgehammer had crashed into

on the day he ignored his grandfather's

have the courage to open it and read it, knowing that it was the

pushed him with a soft tone, 'You are already here and

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

help him in his journey in

forever closed.' Felix knew that there wouldn't be an any better time to read his

under his spacesuit, Felix clicked

//Subject: You've Got This!

My Dear Little Rascal,

and strong you are. I know life can be tough at times, but

I know that my grandson never does anything without

are not alone. You have a support system of friends and family who believe in

be too hard on yourself. You've accomplished so much already, and you will continue to do so. Just keep pushing forward,

feel cornered, just remember that I am always by your side