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.

backed Mars' idea heavily and made sure

built last month and waiting for delivery." Malak

as he requested her to send it to the moon, where he would be staying

spaceship and he geared it up

he didn't expect that it would

...

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

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

seen in this graveyard, the

be seen standing with a solemn and a bit depressed expression in front of a grave. He was holding a bouquet of

grave's monument had this

Maxwell, January 1, 1940 - December 15, 2043. Rest in

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

reached out to his AP bracelet and opened his inbox, which had his grandfather's

the email and the date it

was sent on the day he ignored his grandfather's

open it and read it, knowing that it was the last spoken words by

tone, 'You are already here and it's

his heart about the death of his grandfather, the earthlings,

having a small closure would help him

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

a deep breath under his spacesuit, Felix clicked

//Subject: You've Got This!

My Dear Little Rascal,

amazing and strong you are. I know life can be tough at times, but I believe in you and your abilities. You have overcome so many obstacles in the past and this war

I know that my grandson never does anything without a reason

remember that you are not alone. You have a support system of friends and family who believe in you, and most importantly, you have

some time for self-care, and don't be too hard on yourself. You've accomplished so much already, and you will continue to do so. Just keep pushing forward, one step

just remember that I am always by your side no matter how long the distance that