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.

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

of his domain. His eyes, usually

anger as the announcement reached

being the target of a bounty ignited a

understandable when considering that Felix was one of the

have already joined the upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost territories from

idea how much resources Hephaestus had invested in his plan to open up the spirit realm

the divine equipment, he had invested an unholy amount

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

stealing it from his nemesis Poseidon's territories by

advantage of his absence and invaded his

realm and the only way for unigins to harvest it was through having a larger surface

between unigins and their neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus

had

of fury, Hephaestus clenched his fist, the air around him shimmering with heat. He growled, his voice like the rumble of an earthquake, "Brat, your head will

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

the entire eternal kingdom, the majority of the unigins had their eyes affixed on Felix, awaiting the day of

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later in the elemental

bed above a cozy hatch nestled in the wilderness of

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

thousand years even when his soul and body were at their

slumbered all this time to avoid the consequences of his decision or if his mental health was too

his eyes fluttered open, revealing a world blurred by

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

'Where am I?'

Felix merely lay there, trying to piece together the fragmented

back in

onslaught, the transformation, the intervention of the Paragon of

each one more intense

formed on his brow as

hatch and the turmoil of his

Sins, her tone warm and filled with concern. "Little darling, awake at last? You sure

'No...'