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.

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

your new spaceship has been built last month and

eyelids twitched as he requested her to send it

spent over ten trillion coins on this spaceship and he geared it up so hard

expect that

...

One week later...

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

or symbols etched onto them as indications

of visiting people were seen in this graveyard, the atmosphere

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

grave's monument had this writing on

and friend Robert Maxwell, January 1, 1940 - December 15,

hour now and he had yet to say a single word. The billions of graves around him made his heart so heavy,

and opened his inbox, which had his

the date it was sent, he

was sent on the day he ignored his grandfather's

matter how much he tried, he didn't have the courage to open it and read it, knowing that it

a soft tone, 'You are already here

his grandfather,

small closure would help him in his journey

be forever closed.' Felix knew that there wouldn't be an

breath under his spacesuit, Felix clicked on it

//Subject: You've Got This!

My Dear Little Rascal,

can be tough at times, but I believe in you and your abilities. You have overcome so many obstacles

many details about what prompted to start this war but I know that my grandson never does anything without

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

war ends, take some time for self-care, and don't be too hard on yourself. You've accomplished so much

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