Supremacy Games

1429 The Negativity Fuelers.

"Please."

The Maid gestured with her hand politely the moment they had arrived in front of a closed-shut red wooden door...Then, she took her leave.

Knock Knock!

Boss Alves knocked twice and opened the door gently before asking for permission. "May I come in?"

"Enter."

Boss Alves went forward and closed the door behind him. He looked in front and greeted, "I am grateful for the invitation, Duke."

Duke Humphrey made an acknowledgment noise as he sat at his desk, his tall, imposing figure silhouetted against the vast window that framed the skyline of Astralis city.

With his back to the entrance, he seemed engrossed in the world outside, his silver-streaked hair catching the room's ambient light.

The meticulous arrangement of his office, from the aged tomes to the ornate artifacts, reflected a man of order and discipline.

Yet, there was an air of contemplation about him, as if the weight of the city's matters pressed heavily on his shoulders.

With how Karra described her abuse, no one would ever paint the image of a villain capable of such a heinous crime on this dignified elder.

"Sit." He ordered, turning his chair slowly to face Boss Alves.

Boss Alves sat down in front of him and remained silent, his heartbeats increasing in speed, but his expression remained unfazed.

"First, how are you treating my previous servant's dilemma? Is she on the streets?" Duke Humphry asked.

"As I have told you before, I have already blacklisted her master, which made her stay on the streets for a couple of weeks." Boss Alves shook his head, "Unfortunately, my plan was foiled with that Lunatic detective Sanae's intervention. She has hired the boy and allowed him to stay in her place with his servants."

"In conclusion, she isn't on the street and nowhere near getting kicked out, correct?" Duke Humphrey narrowed his eyes.

like he didn't care about the excuses brought out by Boss Alves and was more interested in only

not yet, I am handling it at the moment, investing the best of my people." Boss Alves replied, his pupils thinning

even harder on it, this issue involves you as

mean?" Boss Alves suddenly felt a chill course on his spine after asking

wasn't wrong in his

one of the first subjects turned into a Negativaty Fueler. She had seen too much

wonder he is attempting to kick her out of the plane!' Boss Alves sucked a deep breath in

was weird for Duke Humphrey to focus on a little servant this hard, but he didn't expect the reason

Fuelers never survive the process and always end up wishing

about this since he had overseen a negative energy harvesting

was still

***

Three Decades Ago...

Alves stood atop a raised platform, overlooking the

bound, their once vibrant auras now dulled

with thin tendrils drawing out wisps of dark, smoky energy from

the harrowing cries and wails of these spirits as they underwent unbearable pain and

others seemed to be trapped in horrific mental

in the horror

he continued hearing those harrowing wails, making him feel like his entire body

where we get our negative energy to create fallen specters, this is how." Duke Humphrey was standing next to him, his hands held behind his

was as stern and unmoving as ever like the pitiful screams of the spirits below meant nothing to

but, those are your own servants...How

eyed him weirdly, "Am I doing anything wrong? I have given them a written contract explaining clearly that their stay under me wasn't going to be a pleasant experience in the slightest and law enforcers wouldn't be involved. Yet, more and

that their greed for Lumus outweighed their sense

face, he

on the exterior, he

they work under an Ethereal Elder, their lives would be set and they

the dangers? All of them were willing to suffer some pain under him, thinking that it would be

would have dared to apply to work under him if they

or beatdowns, something many servants were already used to it under the hands

not this...Not this at