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.

palace, a fortress carved from obsidian

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

anger as the announcement

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

was understandable when considering that Felix was one of the main culprits in his promotion plan

upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost territories

no idea how much resources Hephaestus had invested in his plan to open up the spirit realm

divine equipment, he had invested an unholy amount of celestial energy to open up the portal, leading to the spirit

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

millions of years to gather the necessary amount by either stealing it from his nemesis Poseidon's

absence and invaded his territories, conquering a significant portion before

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

and Hephaestus were always at each others' throats

had both a chance

a snarl of fury, Hephaestus clenched his fist, the air around him shimmering with heat. He growled, his voice like

rest of the unigins might not share a direct relationship with Felix, but the bounty's reward

had their eyes affixed on Felix, awaiting the

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thousand years later in the

wooden bed above a

a stark contrast

genuinely slumbered for more than five thousand years even when his soul and body were at their

this time to avoid the consequences of his decision or if his mental health

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

focus gradually — the rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings, and

'Where am I?'

moment, Felix merely lay there, trying to piece together the fragmented

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

of the Paragon of Sins, and the descent

memories flooded back, each one

on his brow as he thought, 'Was this all

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

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

'No...'