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.

heavily and made sure that everyone

has been built last month and

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

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

that it would

...

One week later...

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

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

of visiting people were seen in this graveyard, the

of a grave. He

monument had

friend Robert Maxwell, January 1, 1940 - December 15, 2043. Rest

at the name for over half an hour now and he had yet to say a single word. The billions of graves around him made

and opened his inbox, which had his grandfather's last email

out about the email and the

it was sent on the day he ignored his grandfather's

to open it and read it, knowing that it was the last

a soft tone, 'You are already here

would never feel closure in his heart about the death of his grandfather, the earthlings, and his

a small closure would help him

that there wouldn't be an any better time to read his grandfather's last words than

his spacesuit, Felix clicked on it and began reading

//Subject: You've Got This!

My Dear Little Rascal,

just wanted to reach out and remind you how 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 is

I know that my grandson

system of friends and

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

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