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.

he didn't care about the excuses brought out by Boss Alves

investing the best of my people." Boss Alves

issue involves you as much as it involves me." Duke

chill course on his spine after asking the question, already

wrong in his

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

out of the plane!' Boss Alves sucked

always knew that it was weird for Duke Humphrey to focus on a little servant this hard,

Fuelers never survive the process and always end up wishing to be kicked out of the plane!" Boss

since he had overseen a negative energy harvesting

still vivid

***

Three Decades Ago...

Alves stood atop a raised platform, overlooking the dimly lit, vast chamber

upon rows of Negativity Fuelers were bound, their once

drawing out wisps of dark, smoky energy

was not a silent one; the chamber echoed with the harrowing cries and wails of these spirits as they

while others seemed to be trapped in horrific mental simulations, their expressions reflecting

the horror

hearing those harrowing wails, making him feel

get our negative energy to create fallen specters, this

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

are your own servants...How

under me wasn't going to

greed for Lumus outweighed their

straight face, he is a madman...He

thoughts were condemning Duke's reasoning, but on the exterior,

those poor servants believed that the moment they work under an Ethereal Elder, their lives

were willing to suffer some pain under him, thinking that it would be all worth it in

to apply to work under him if they had any idea that his notion of unpleasant

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

this...Not this