Supremacy Games

1608 Five Thousand Years of Slumber.

A few moments later...

The three celestial rulers had announced the bounty, an unprecedented decree that sent shockwaves through the territories of the Unigins.

At the heart of this tumult was the target of the bounty: Asna's core, now residing within Felix.

In Apollo's territory, a magnificent city known as the Domain of Duality, the news of the bounty reached the god of light and darkness himself.

This city was a marvel of divine architecture, split down the middle — one side bathed in blinding, eternal light, and the other shrouded in impenetrable darkness.

The contrast was not just visual but symbolic, representing the balance between light and shadow, day and night.

Apollo, seated in his grand palace that straddled the two realms, received the announcement with a raised eyebrow.

His appearance was as striking as his domain: his hair shone like spun gold, and his eyes flickered with a light that seemed to capture the essence of the sun itself.

He was draped in robes that shimmered with a radiant luminescence on one side, while the other melded into the shadows.

As the proclamation echoed through his hall, a look of interest crossed his divine features.

"That boy has been the greatest source of entertainment besides the unigins' celestial promotion event. I would have never thought he would be bringing it home."

The prospect of capturing Asna's core was intriguing, but the involvement of Felix, a being who had endured and transformed so dramatically, piqued his curiosity even more.

"Should I join the bounty hunt? I am not too interested in becoming an upper celestial, but the hunt does sound fun."

A thoughtful smile played on his lips as he considered the possibilities, the gears of strategy already turning in his mind.

...

Meanwhile, in Hephaestus's territory, the reaction was starkly different.

This realm was known as the Inferno Dominion, a vast expanse that resembled hell itself. Fire and magma flowed freely, creating rivers and lakes of liquid flame.

The sky above was dominated by multiple suns, each casting an oppressive heat that kept the land in a perpetual state of smoldering fury.

volcano sat Hephaestus's palace, a fortress carved from obsidian and

and forge, Hephaestus, stood at the heart of his domain. His eyes, usually a

the

of Felix, and by extension, Asna's core, being the target of a bounty

reaction was understandable when considering that Felix was one of the

celestial echelon and recovered

Hephaestus had invested in his

the divine armies and the divine equipment, he had invested an unholy amount of celestial

celestial energy required to open up any gate or portal outside of the

of years to gather the necessary amount by either stealing it from his

advantage of his absence and invaded his territories,

everything since celestial energy was roaming freely across the entire realm and the only way for unigins to harvest it was through having a larger surface area than their

nonstop conflicts between unigins and their neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus were always at each

this was the perfect rebounce opportunity...He had both a chance for revenge and another

shimmering with heat. He growled, his voice like the rumble of

the unigins might not share a direct relationship with Felix, but the

the unigins had their eyes affixed on Felix, awaiting the

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thousand years later

on a wooden bed above a cozy hatch nestled

contrast

slumbered for more than five thousand years even when his soul and

this time to avoid the

consciousness slowly seeped back into Felix's mind, and his eyes fluttered open, revealing

the rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings, and the warm light spilling from the

'Where am I?'

a moment, Felix merely lay there, trying to piece together the fragmented memories of his

battle with Nimo's alter ego played back in his mind like a vivid yet distant

remembered the overwhelming onslaught, the transformation, the intervention of the Paragon

tensed as the memories flooded back, each

cold sweat formed on his brow as he

through the silence of the hatch and the turmoil of his

was Lilith, the Paragon of Sins, her tone warm and filled with concern. "Little darling, awake at last? You sure had me worried for a second there.

'No...'