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 by the

in one of Elder Kraken's apartment districts, but it turned

give Felix a break

the shadows whether directly or

any random spirit, Lord Hades wouldn't have cared less, but the fact that his existence was linked

looming sense of isolation and countless rejections, Felix bought a tent and settled down in the national garden with the rest of the homeless spirits.Right

think his plan will work?" Karra asked

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

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

was simple really, acquire enough Lumus to build his own small

the right to build a single house with a mere permit from the government and no one could take this

whether small or big was extremely expensive and almost 90% of spirits never use this one-time

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

year? It wasn't an

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

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

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filled the air.Hundreds of fighters of all shapes and sizes stood in the Colosseum's grand arena, their varied colors blending into a kaleidoscope

they awaited the start of the mayhem.As

emerald tunic and with silver hair falling in waves over his broad shoulders, Mr. Sogrus, the beloved host of the

onto him, hanging on to

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

here for the most exhilarating event of the year, the grand Spectral Tournament! I,

fell over the audience.Suddenly, the colossal screen at the center

"Now, for the initial stage of our tournament - the Battle Royale! Each

a series of barriers lit up, separating

the colors of the groups:

each barrier eyed each other, tension simmering as

dice!" Mr. Sogrus shouted as he eyed a massive holographic dice with all of

couple of spins, the dice stopped at

"Group three! Prepare yourselves!"

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