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.

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

the heart of his domain. His eyes,

as the announcement reached his

core, being the target of

considering that Felix was one of

I would have already joined the upper celestial echelon and recovered my lost

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

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

celestial energy required to open up any gate or portal outside of the

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

had taken advantage of his absence and invaded his territories,

and the only way for unigins to

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

was the perfect rebounce opportunity...He had

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

relationship with Felix, but the bounty's reward was simply too enticing to

the unigins had their eyes affixed on Felix, awaiting the day of his

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thousand years later in the elemental

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

thousand years even when his soul and body were at their

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

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

focus gradually — the rustic wooden walls, the simple furnishings, and the warm

'Where am I?'

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

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

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

flooded back, each one more intense and

his brow as he thought, 'Was this

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

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

'No...'