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.

carved

his domain. His eyes, usually a molten

the

Asna's core, being the target

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

meddling little sh*t, I would have already joined the upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost territories from that bastard Poseidon." He uttered with

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

unholy amount of celestial energy

to open up any gate or portal outside

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

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

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

between unigins and their neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus were always at each

this moment, Hephaestus understood that this was the perfect rebounce opportunity...He had both a chance for revenge and another chance

Hephaestus clenched his fist, the air around him shimmering with heat. He growled, his voice

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

unigins had their eyes affixed on

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thousand years later in

sleeping on a wooden bed above a cozy

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

years even when

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

slowly seeped back into Felix's mind, and his eyes

swam into focus gradually — the rustic wooden walls, the simple

'Where am I?'

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

Nimo's alter ego played back in his mind like a vivid yet distant

the intervention of the Paragon of Sins,

memories flooded back, each

sheen of cold sweat formed on his brow as he thought, 'Was

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

and filled with concern. "Little darling, awake at last? You sure had me worried for a second

'No...'