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.

the peak of the highest volcano sat Hephaestus's palace, a fortress carved from obsidian and magma, its walls glowing with the intense heat

heart of his domain. His eyes, usually a molten

anger as the announcement

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

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

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

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

had invested an unholy amount of celestial energy to open up the

and weakened, the celestial energy 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 by the three rulers

and

freely across the entire realm and the only way for

and Hephaestus were always at each others'

the perfect rebounce opportunity...He had both a chance for

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

share a direct relationship with Felix, but the bounty's

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

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thousand years later in the

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

a sanctuary of warmth and tranquility, a stark contrast

more than five thousand years even when

wonder if he had slumbered all this time to avoid

his eyes fluttered open, revealing a

— the rustic wooden walls,

'Where am I?'

lay there, trying to piece together the fragmented memories of

back in his mind like a

of the Paragon of Sins, and the descent into

as the memories flooded back, each one more intense and

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

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

Sins, her tone warm and filled with concern. "Little darling, awake at

'No...'