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.

time again, they were met with locked doors and dismissive glances, their pleas drowned by the invisible wall

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

break as he knew

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

wouldn't have cared less, but the fact

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

his plan will

works or not, it's not like we have

time to seek out a home while blacklisted, he

his own small house in

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

small or big was extremely expensive and

the tournament if we don't want to live in the streets forever."

Felix behind after a year? It wasn't an option unless Felix couldn't afford to pay his

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

of the conditions in the contract

***

all shapes and sizes stood

the crowd, anticipation palpable as they awaited the start of the mayhem.As the murmurs gradually gave way to a sea of silence, a tall, silver-skinned figure ascended the

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

locked onto him,

he began, his voice resonating across the vast

of the year, the grand Spectral Tournament! I, Sogrus, am

colossal screen at the center of the arena flickered, and a series of lines began to divide the hundreds of fighters into four

boom echoed throughout the Colosseum as Sogrus announced, "Now, for the initial stage of our tournament - the Battle Royale! Each group will engage in a massive brawl, with the aim

a series of barriers lit

with vibrant hues corresponding to the colors of the groups: cobalt

fighters within each barrier eyed each other, tension simmering as

holographic dice with all of its facets having only

of spins, the dice stopped

"Group three! Prepare yourselves!"

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