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

last month

send it to the moon, where he would be staying

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

didn't expect that it would

...

One week later...

desolate surface of the moon. There were hundreds of rows of

with only the names or symbols etched onto them as indications of the individuals who

people were seen in this graveyard, the

a grave. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and wearing a hoodie to hide his

monument had this writing

husband, father, grandfather, and friend Robert Maxwell, January 1, 1940 - December

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

his AP bracelet and opened his inbox, which had his

unread...When Felix first found out about the email and the date it was sent, he felt

sent on the

matter how much he tried, he didn't have the courage to open it and read it, knowing that it was the last spoken words by

it's time.' Asna pushed him with a soft tone, 'You are already here and it's best to

feel closure in his heart about the death of his grandfather, the earthlings, and his home unless he either revived them or avenged

closure would help him in his journey in

Felix knew that

a deep breath under his spacesuit, Felix

//Subject: You've Got This!

My Dear Little Rascal,

this email finds you well. I just wanted to reach out and remind you how amazing and strong you are. I know life can be tough at

know that my grandson never

a support system of friends and family who believe

war ends, take 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

by your side