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.

of the highest volcano sat Hephaestus's palace, a fortress carved from obsidian

forge, Hephaestus, stood at the heart of his

anger as the

core, being the target of a bounty ignited a fierce rage

was one of the main

would have already joined the upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost territories from that bastard Poseidon." He uttered

had invested in his plan

had invested an unholy amount of

Lord Hades injured, punished, and weakened, the celestial energy required to open up any gate or portal outside

years to gather the necessary amount by either stealing it from his nemesis Poseidon's territories by conquering them or participating in events held by the three rulers

his absence and invaded his territories, conquering a significant portion before he

were everything since celestial energy was roaming freely across the entire realm and the only way for unigins to harvest it was through

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

opportunity...He had both

him shimmering with heat. He growled, his voice like the rumble of an earthquake, "Brat, your

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

unigins had their eyes affixed on Felix, awaiting the day of his ascension and joining

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later in the

be seen sleeping on a wooden bed above a cozy hatch nestled in the wilderness

tranquility, a stark contrast to the void's cold, endless expanse where he had

even

time to avoid the consequences of his decision

back into Felix's mind, and his eyes

room swam into focus gradually — the rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings, and the warm light spilling from

'Where am I?'

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

back in his mind like a vivid

intervention of the Paragon of Sins, and

flooded back, each one more

sweat formed on his brow as he

the silence of the hatch and the turmoil of his thoughts, a familiar voice

darling, awake at last? You sure had me worried for a second

'No...'