Supremacy Games

'Hmmm?'

Felix had a peculiar sensation that felt like prickling needles at the back of his neck, a shivering echo of being observed...He was too familiar with it.

He paused, his every instinct on edge as he swiveled around to face the window. His eyes scanned the area, focusing on the edges of his view, but there was nothing - no one - there.

'Were my senses wrong?'

His gaze lingered on the seemingly innocuous scene before him, but finally, he turned back, shrugging off the fleeting feeling as nothing more than an overactive imagination.

The moment he had dismissed his suspicions and continued eating, a shadow detached itself from the deep corners of a narrow alley.

The figure was slender and moved with a fluid grace that echoed the movements of a feline. A set of cat ears perked up from beneath the hood of her cloak, swiveling attentively.

'Kikiki, as expected, his senses are quite sharp. But, let's see how he fares first in the tournament.'

The cloaked female lingered for a moment more before slipping back into the depths of the alley, a wide grin etched on her hidden face, exposing two gleaming fangs.

...

One Week Later...

Life took an unexpected turn for Felix and his servants.

The bustling city of Astralis, its neon lights and crystalline structures, was replaced by the calming tranquility of the national garden.

For a little over a week, they made their home in a small tent, surrounded by an array of colorful flora and ethereal wildlife.

During the day, the garden shimmered with vibrant colors, the sunlight diffusing through the foliage and casting patterns of light and shadow on the emerald grass.

At night, bioluminescent plants and insects would light up the landscape, an eerie yet enchanting spectacle that captivated them all.

Felix and Sekiro spent their days searching for a new place to stay, approaching each apartment complex and renter they came across.

were met with locked doors and dismissive glances, their pleas drowned

was placing his hopes before on staying in one of Elder Kraken's apartment districts,

because Elder Kraken didn't dare tell his servants to give Felix a break as he knew that Lord Hade's

assist Felix in the shadows whether directly or indirectly, he knew that it wouldn't end well

cared less, but the fact that his existence was linked to Asna made

with the rest of the homeless spirits.Right

think his plan will work?"

it's not like we have any other alternative."

of time to seek out a home while blacklisted, he dropped the thought and came up

enough Lumus to build his own small house in the suburb of the

spirit had the right to build a single house with a mere permit

extremely expensive and almost 90% of spirits never use this one-time

the tournament if we don't want to live in the streets forever." Sekiro could only wish Felix the best

for the thought of leaving Felix behind after a year? It wasn't

laws and rights, resembling workers, they were still

through either the owner releasing them or one of the conditions in the contract wasn't fulfilled...Until then, the servants must be

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arrived, brimming with a raw energy that filled the air.Hundreds of fighters of all shapes and sizes stood in the Colosseum's

the start of the mayhem.As the murmurs gradually gave way to a

an emerald tunic and with silver hair falling in waves over his broad shoulders, Mr. Sogrus, the beloved host of the annual tournament, carried an air of calm

attention locked onto him, hanging on to

of Astralis," he began, his voice resonating across the

here for the most exhilarating event of the year, the grand Spectral Tournament! I, Sogrus, am honored to

energetic hush fell over the audience.Suddenly, the colossal screen at the center of the arena flickered,

- the Battle Royale! Each group

a grand gesture of his hand, a series of barriers lit up, separating the groups from

colors of the groups: cobalt blue, fiery red, luminous yellow, and deep emerald

other, tension simmering as they sized up

a massive holographic dice with

spins, the dice stopped at

"Group three! Prepare yourselves!"

last syllable of Sogrus's announcement faded, the barriers around groups one,