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.

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

forge, Hephaestus, stood at the heart of his domain.

the announcement

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

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

wasn't for that meddling little sh*t, I would have already joined the upper celestial

had invested in his

the divine equipment, he had invested an unholy amount of celestial energy to open

celestial energy required to open up

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

of his absence and invaded his territories, conquering a significant portion before

freely across the entire realm and the only way for unigins to

neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus were always

rebounce opportunity...He had

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

might not share a direct relationship with Felix, but the bounty's

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

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later in the

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

and tranquility, a stark contrast to the void's cold, endless expanse where

than five thousand years even when his soul

wonder if he had slumbered all this time to avoid the consequences of his decision or

mind, and his eyes fluttered open,

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

'Where am I?'

moment, Felix merely lay there, trying to piece

alter ego played back in his mind

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

the memories flooded back, each one more intense and chaotic than the

sheen of cold sweat formed on his brow as he thought, 'Was this all one nasty

cutting through the silence of the hatch and

at last? You

'No...'