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.

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

at the heart of his domain. His eyes, usually a molten orange, now burned with a

anger as the announcement reached

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

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

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

resources Hephaestus had invested in his plan to open up the

and the divine equipment, he had invested an unholy amount of celestial

required to open up

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

worst part, Poseidon had taken advantage of his absence and invaded his territories,

and the only way

their neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus

understood that this was the perfect rebounce opportunity...He had both a chance for

air around him shimmering with heat. He growled, his voice like the

relationship with Felix, but the bounty's reward

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

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years later

a wooden bed above a cozy hatch nestled in

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

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

he had slumbered all this time to avoid the consequences of his

his eyes fluttered open, revealing a world blurred by time and

walls, the simple furnishings, and the warm light

'Where am I?'

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

alter ego played back in

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

each one more intense and

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

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

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

'No...'