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.

sat Hephaestus's palace, a fortress carved from obsidian and magma, its walls glowing

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

the announcement reached his

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

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

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

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

unholy amount of celestial energy to open up the portal, leading

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

by either stealing it from his nemesis Poseidon's territories by conquering them or participating in events

taken advantage of his absence and invaded

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

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

opportunity...He had both a chance

air around him shimmering with heat. He growled,

the unigins might not share a direct relationship with Felix, but the bounty's reward was simply too enticing to

had their eyes affixed

****

thousand years later

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

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

years even

slumbered all this time to avoid the consequences

seeped back into Felix's mind, and his eyes fluttered open, revealing a world blurred by

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

'Where am I?'

trying to piece together the fragmented memories of his last

back in his mind like a vivid yet distant

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

back, each one more intense and

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

cutting through the silence of the hatch and the

tone warm and filled with concern. "Little darling, awake at last? You sure had me worried

'No...'