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.

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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.

fortress carved from obsidian and magma, its walls glowing with the intense heat from

Hephaestus, stood at the heart of his domain. His eyes,

anger as the announcement reached

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

when considering that Felix was one of the main culprits

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

much resources Hephaestus had invested in his plan to open up the

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

required to open up any gate or

stealing it from his nemesis Poseidon's territories by conquering them

taken advantage of his absence and invaded his territories, conquering a significant portion before

celestial energy was roaming freely across the entire realm and the only way for unigins

created nonstop conflicts between unigins and their neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus were always at each others' throats

rebounce opportunity...He had both

shimmering with heat. He

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

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

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years later in the

above a cozy hatch nestled in the wilderness

a sanctuary of warmth and tranquility, a stark contrast to the void's cold,

than five thousand years even when his soul and body

this time to avoid the consequences of his decision

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

gradually — the rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings,

'Where am I?'

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

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

onslaught, the transformation, the intervention of the Paragon of Sins, and the descent

back, each one more intense and chaotic than the

formed on his brow as he thought, 'Was this all one nasty

cutting through the silence of the hatch and the turmoil of his thoughts, a familiar

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

'No...'