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.

sat Hephaestus's palace, a fortress carved from obsidian

at the heart of his domain. His eyes, usually a

anger as the

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

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

upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost territories from that bastard

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

unholy amount of celestial energy to open up the portal,

Lord Hades injured, punished, and weakened, the celestial energy required to open up any gate

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

and invaded his

entire realm and the only way for unigins to harvest it was through having a larger

nonstop conflicts between unigins and their neighboring territories...Poseidon and Hephaestus were always at each others'

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

with heat. He growled, his voice like the rumble of

a direct relationship with Felix, but the

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

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later in the elemental

above a cozy hatch nestled in

a stark contrast to the

more than five thousand years even when his soul and body

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

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

room swam into focus gradually — the rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings, and

'Where am I?'

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

played back

the overwhelming onslaught, the transformation, the intervention of the Paragon of Sins, and the

body tensed as the memories flooded back, each one more intense

of cold sweat formed on his brow

the silence of the hatch and the

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

'No...'