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 walls glowing with the

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

as the

core, being the target of a bounty ignited a

reaction was understandable when considering that Felix was one of the

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

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

punished, and weakened, the celestial energy required to open up

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

and invaded

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

created nonstop conflicts between unigins and their neighboring territories...Poseidon and

had both a chance for revenge and another chance

with heat. He growled, his voice like

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

the majority of the unigins had their eyes affixed on Felix, awaiting the

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thousand years later in the elemental

could be seen sleeping on a wooden bed above a cozy hatch nestled in

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

had genuinely slumbered for more than five thousand years even when his soul and body were at

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

slowly seeped back into Felix's mind, and his eyes fluttered open, revealing a world blurred by time

room swam into focus gradually — the rustic wooden walls,

'Where am I?'

Felix merely lay there, trying to piece

battle with Nimo's alter ego played back in

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

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

sheen of cold sweat formed on his brow as he

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

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 there. You slept for close

'No...'