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.

dismissive glances, their pleas drowned by the invisible wall

Elder Kraken's apartment districts, but it turned out that using his name on his

give Felix a break as he

or indirectly, he knew that it wouldn't end well for

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

in the national garden with the rest of the homeless spirits.Right now, he was training in silence under a serene tree

plan will

not, it's not like we have

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

was simple really, acquire enough Lumus to build his own small house in the suburb of

had the right to build a single house with a mere permit from the government and no one

or big was extremely expensive and almost 90% of spirits

live in the streets forever." Sekiro could only wish Felix the

year? It wasn't

servants had laws and rights, resembling workers, they

owner releasing them or one of the conditions in the contract wasn't fulfilled...Until

***

of all shapes and sizes stood in the Colosseum's grand arena,

mayhem.As the murmurs gradually gave way to

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

presence had everyone's attention locked onto him, hanging on to his

and gentlemen, spirits of Astralis," he began, his voice resonating

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

the audience.Suddenly, the colossal screen at the center of the

our tournament - the Battle Royale!

a series of barriers lit

hues corresponding to the colors of the groups: cobalt blue, fiery

each other, tension simmering as they sized up

shouted as he eyed a massive holographic dice with all of its facets having only

couple of spins, the

"Group three! Prepare yourselves!"

Sogrus's announcement faded, the barriers around groups one, two, and four flickered and vanished, freeing the fighters