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 magma, its

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

as the announcement reached

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

understandable when considering that Felix was one of

sh*t, I would have already joined the upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost territories

Hephaestus had invested in his plan to open up the spirit realm to

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

the celestial energy required to open up any gate or portal

had wasted millions of years to gather the necessary amount by either stealing it from his nemesis Poseidon's territories by conquering them or

Poseidon had taken advantage of his absence and invaded his territories, conquering a significant portion before

the entire realm and the only way for unigins to

their neighboring territories...Poseidon and

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

air around him shimmering with heat.

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

their eyes affixed on Felix,

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later

a cozy

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

slumbered for more than five thousand years even

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

into Felix's mind, and his

rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings, and the warm

'Where am I?'

to piece

back in

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

body tensed as the memories flooded back, each

his brow as he thought,

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

Lilith, the Paragon of Sins, her tone warm and filled with concern. "Little darling, awake at last? You sure had me

'No...'