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.

with locked doors and dismissive glances, their pleas drowned by the invisible wall erected by his blacklist

one of Elder Kraken's apartment districts, but it turned out that using his name on his servants brought him more

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

shadows whether directly or indirectly, he

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

of the homeless spirits.Right now, he was training in silence under a serene tree while Karra

think his plan will

whether it works or not, it's not like we have any other alternative." Sekiro

that it was a mere waste of time to seek out a home while blacklisted, he dropped the thought and

to build his own

mere permit from the

was extremely expensive

want to live

after a year? It wasn't

had laws and rights, resembling workers, they were still called servants for

one of the conditions in the contract wasn't fulfilled...Until then, the servants must be loyal

***

tournament arrived, brimming with a raw energy that filled the air.Hundreds of fighters of all shapes and sizes stood in the Colosseum's grand arena, their varied colors blending

start of the mayhem.As the murmurs gradually gave way to a sea of silence, a tall, silver-skinned figure ascended the

waves over his broad shoulders, Mr. Sogrus, the beloved host of the annual tournament, carried

captivating presence had everyone's attention locked onto him, hanging

of Astralis," he began, his voice

the grand Spectral Tournament! I, Sogrus, am

screen at the center of the arena flickered, and a series of lines began

initial stage of our tournament - the Battle Royale! Each group will engage in a massive brawl, with the aim to be among the last four standing

grand gesture of his hand, a series of

barrier pulsated with vibrant hues corresponding to the colors of the groups: cobalt blue, fiery red, luminous yellow, and deep

each other, tension simmering as they sized up their

massive holographic dice with all of its

the

"Group three! Prepare yourselves!"

of Sogrus's announcement faded, the barriers around groups one, two, and four flickered