Supremacy Games

1369 A Lifetime Regret...

While Felix was rushing against time to finish studying the best way to eliminate the true immortality genomes without causing Manananggal's death, his masters and Fenrir were seen sitting on beach chairs in one row.

Their eyes were affixed on the horrifying spectacle before them: Manananggal, writhing and screaming in the throes of agony as he was covered in blood from the top to the bottom... The blood of his dearest ones to him, the blood of his one and true love in his entire eternal life.

Yet, there was no satisfaction in their eyes, no pleasure derived from the sight; only a deep—seated sense of melancholy and a reminiscence of a time when their fates were not intertwined in this cruel dance.

Thor crossed his arms over his mighty chest, his eyes hard and unflinching.

"Remember when we first encountered him?" he asked.

His grip tightened around an alcoholic flask, the memories igniting the ancient spark of war within him.

Jormungandr replied, a bitter smile forming, "A simpler time when his bloodthirst was not yet known to us."

"I would pay anything to return to those times..." Fenrir uttered softly, his eyes closed shut under the background of Manananggal's wife's pitiful screams.

These voices did nothing but remind him of his dearest wife and his dead unborn child...Even his frigid heart was affected by those beautiful loving memories.

Almost all primogenitors ended up finding true love after going through an unimaginable number of partners.

Some of them cherished their partners and were loyal to them monogamously even when they were mere mortals.

Some loved them to the point of not touching another partner after their death.

Some were broken into pieces after their death, incapable of letting them go and trying every possible method to bring them back.

All of those partners shared one thing... Meeting their mortality while their primogenitors‘ partners didn't age for even a second.

If Fenrir's wife had died a natural death, he would have been upset, but he would still move on from it.

Instead, her ending caused him to go into a spiral of maddening anger and he released this rage on none other than Manananggal.

was hopeless to kill him and get his revenge, he chose the

regretted to this day as it made him feel

sorry," Fenrir muttered, his

is the one coming after your wife first and even killing her in such

was

closed his eyes, scenes of what he had done

gloaming, he stood towering over the trembling figure

bore into her frightened ones, radiating an air

swift move, Fenrir nudged her with his massive snout, pushing her toward the edge of the woods where packs of the most fierce wolves in the entire

capable of

did!" Manananggal's wife begged, tears streaking down her cheeks

knew of his nature and did nothing to change it...You are just as guilty as him." Fenrir's heart wasn't affected by her pitiful look

know! He never let me on such matters! Sob, sob...Even if I knew, do you think he will listen to me? He didn't even listen

your husband, you should have

to be lying, Fenrir had already steeled his broken heart to give her

and vengeful thoughts and nothing anyone

as chilling as the wind rustling through the dead trees, "Run and let

"Ple..."

"Go!"

the woman stumbled into the dark woods, the

the cold night was abruptly punctuated by a terrified scream echoing

the sound, his ears

of a cornered prey, the wails of an inevitable fate that was approaching

by the faint moonlight, slowly began to converge upon the source of the cries. Their eyes glowed ominously in the darkness, like fiery

gaze. The terrified screams did

of her cries served as a harsh reminder of the torment Manananggal had inflicted upon countless others

his gaze away, the haunting echoes a grim symphony

would regret this decision for the rest of his life...lt wasn't because it kicked the Asgardian vs Darkins' conflict to a new height without a single

regretted it because he found out truly that Manananggal‘s wife had nothing to do with her husband's evil hobby of eating unborn infants, and he caused the death of an innocent life just

now, all Ire could do was ask for forgiveness from her illusionary

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