Supremacy Games

As he walked through the Colosseum, many names flew by Felix's head...Some were cool, some were downright bad, but none clicked in his mind.

Just as he wanted to use a random name and be done with it, his eyes were attracted to a gift shop at the corner.

It was packed with spirits buying either take away gifts from their favorite fighters or cheering preps.

This scene made him come up with the perfect name.

'This should do.'

He wrote it down on the card and placed it inside his pocket...Then, he continued towards the heart of the Colosseum where the trials were being held.

A few minutes later...

As Felix stepped into the arena. It was a gargantuan circular stage made of ethereal crystals, shimmering with an otherworldly glow.

Its surface was smooth yet durable, built to withstand the intense battles that would unfold upon it.

The arena's periphery was enveloped by towering, translucent barriers that ensured the safety of the spectators while providing them with an unobstructed view of the exhilarating fights.

Seats, formed from the same crystalline material, cascaded upwards in tiers around the arena, accommodating thousands of spectators who came to feast their eyes on the spectacle of power and strategy.

At the center of the arena, the fighters platform stood elevated...It was where the spirit combatants clashed.

At the moment, it was packed with hundreds of spirit fighters, spread out across the stage, their bodies glowing with vibrant hues.

The colors were as varied as the spirits themselves. Some were ethereal yellow while others shimmered in a tranquil green that evoked the freshness of nature.

the majority. They were like living flames, their bodies flickering and pulsating with

Felix joined them, he was nothing but a mere swipe of a brush on a canvas of

the thrumming excitement of the Colosseum, nestled in their luxurious VIP

forms, glittering with hues of golden colors, leaned forward against the translucent barrier, their discerning eyes critically appraising the sea

vibrant," a tall, regal beautiful spirit, mused, her diamond-like eyes carefully following a particularly

agreed, "There are more than forty red spirits and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like

continued in this vein, some expressing interest in certain fighters, others disdain, but all were engaged, their spirits alight with anticipation

the elites, held the

an entrance fee straightaway.Instead, their main

receiving significant support from their sponsor to get stronger if they proved themselves to have the highest chance of winning the

this for the sake of entertainment, but at the same

you going to put your Ravager in this tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as she eyed a lean muscular ogre-like man, wearing a dignified robe,

his voice rough

crushed us all, but he has given it his best and we believe that he should be ready to represent our capital and bring the trophy home." Boss Gideon stressed, his appearance resembling

but it's too soon to proclaim him as the winner." Madam Arabella smirked. "I have prepared a respectable batch of combatants

anyone from this batch?" Lady Iris

my eye to waste an entire sponsorship slot on

for them to fight before

"We will see..."

Creek!

attracted to it. When they spotted the newcomer,

Alves? What are you doing here? I thought you aren't interested in such 'meaningless' fights."

here to watch a rat struggle." Boss Alves responded

moment Felix signed up for the tournament, the news reached Boss Alves and he came straightway to the Colosseum to watch Felix suffering in agony to vent

knew that Boss Alves was known for not having almost no enemies due to his

someone to piss you off, I wonder what