Supremacy Games

1605 Choosing The Lesser Evil.

The barrier, once a luminous and robust shield enveloping Felix's soul, was now riddled with fissures and spiderweb cracks.

Each line that marred its surface was a testament to the brutal and relentless assault it had endured.

The light that it radiated was flickering and dimming, a stark indication of its weakening state.

Lady Sphinx and the others had witnessed the barrier being tested and strained before, but it had always held firm, a reliable bastion.

But now, as they watched the cracks spread and deepen, they understood the chilling reality: if the barrier collapsed, it would signify the end of Felix.

His soul, the very core of his being, would be erased by Nimo's alter ego, leaving nothing behind but a void...

A heavy silence hung over the tenants as they stood powerless to intervene. The weight of impending loss bore down upon them, each crack in the barrier a cruel countdown to an outcome they were desperate to prevent.

They exchanged somber looks, their faces etched with grief and a profound sense of helplessness.

Words were unnecessary; their expressions spoke volumes about the deep bond they shared with Felix and the pain of watching him approach the brink of annihilation.

While everyone was gloomy and seemed to have accepted Felix's fate, The paragon Lilith reached out to her popcorn bucket and found nothing in it.

'Ayy, I'm out of popcorn at the finale...Still, it was indeed a fun watch.' She said while stretching her arms behind her back like a lazy cat waking up from a nap.

Then, she looked at everyone's depressed looks and chuckled, 'I guess it's time to put an end to the show. He should be ready now.'

With a single thought, the paragon Lilith had invaded the expanse of Felix's subconsciousness, a realm where thoughts and memories drift like phantoms in the dark.

Felix, whose consciousness teetered on the edge of an everlasting slumber, lay adrift in the sea of his mind.

moments away from succumbing to the darkness that sought to

this critical juncture between being and

a gentle yet assertive touch, Lilith reached out to Felix's fading spirit, her presence a catalyst

to save your loved one." she called, her voice

flicker of awareness, dim and distant, initiated to grow, fighting back against the encroaching void...His soul, recognizing the voice and the lifeline it offered, clung to it, pulling him

His eyes, once dull and fading, now looked upon her with a mixture of confusion

he murmured, his voice a mere

unfathomable expression, her eyes reflecting a depth of knowledge and purpose, a complete opposite to the playful persona she had on

win your battle

grasping the threads of his returning awareness, replied with a cold tone, "You finally decided to make your move? What is it that you

intensified, and she spoke with a deliberate emphasis, "All I require

stunned, feeling

was participating in this turning point of his life either directly or

us both to gain something from this, or you can drop dead, and I will harvest it from your

am getting what I

silence fell over Felix's subconscious realm as he

significant, and the implications

just a toy or a source of power; it was a deeply

trusted him with her core and now he was being asked to let

Will it still be considered her core? Even if he agreed to her request

it was too risky, too unpredictable, and too dangerous

at the same time, his other option wasn't any better...Death, losing Asna's core for real, and the

idea what was going on outside, he was certain that his soul was on the brink of destruction and he had almost no time to dwell on his

my options and luck before appearing in front of me...I don't know how long

praise, Felix's cold tone

silver lining in this situation. So, let me make it easier for you to decide." The paragon Lilith smiled gently as she said, "Me residing in Asna's core won't affect you or her negatively, you will comprehend later

Lilith tapped on her wrist and said, "You have less than five milliseconds

the gravity of the situation, realized the choice