Supremacy Games

1705 Pointing Fingers.

As Apollo's light dwindled into the cosmos, Uranus, undeterred by the vast expanse separating them, called upon the profound depths of his mastery over vibration.

With focused intent, he attuned the very essence of his being to the fundamental frequencies of light photons, initiating a transformation that blurred the lines between physical form and pure energy!

His body dissolved into a cascade of shimmering waves, embodying the very essence of light.

Thus transformed, he propelled himself forward, matching Apollo's escape with the speed of light!

The moment Apollo perceived Uranus's adaptation, an embodiment of light pursuing him through the void, he recognized the imminent narrowing of their tactical gap.

'Trying to catch me using my law? How foolish.' Apollo scoffed.

In a show of strategic brilliance and his inherent dominion over light and darkness, Apollo fragmented his luminous essence into millions of undistinguishable lightwaves!

Each fragment bore his essence, a million decoys darting across the cosmos in a dazzling display of evasion.

As these myriad streams of light scattered in every conceivable direction, the cosmos itself seemed to blink in astonishment at the spectacle.

Uranus, among his pursuit, found himself amidst a sea of Apollo's reflections, each as real and as elusive as the next.

The very strategy he employed to close the distance between them was rendered moot in an instant.

Realizing the futility of his pursuit amidst the countless diverging paths, Uranus was forced to concede.

Each lightwave, a course Apollo could have taken, faded into the vastness of the universe, leaving Uranus among a silent, star-studded expanse.

His fist clenched so tightly that the very fabric of reality began to warp and tremble under the immense pressure of his rage.

"Kidnapping my prey right from under my nose...Unforgivable!" Uranus hissed through gritted teeth, his voice carrying the weight of a collapsing star.

The space around his fist not only warped but started to crackle with a dangerous glow, the ominous light of anti-matter enveloping his hand.

silent void, Uranus swung his fist to the

hands on you, this will

cataclysmic shatter echoed through the cosmos as if reality itself were a pane of glass under

released anti-matter, propelled by the destructive symphony

particle of anti-matter that met with matter sparked a chain reaction of annihilation, causing stars, planets, and celestial bodies to fall and disintegrate in

a vibrant tapestry of life and light, began to fold in on

deity of destruction, as his wrath rendered a corner

cause any more destruction. We can't afford to have

replied coldly, 'This is a deserted galaxy, the

need you at full strength.' The first ruler disclosed, 'Apollo will most definitely take the boy to that place and we need you

narrowed eyes, 'I promise you, I will have both of their heads delivered on

first ruler said, 'The prophecy remains unchanged. Therefore, we continue to tread

a bit after hearing this. But, he couldn't help but

the prophecy's instructions remained the same?' Uranus gazed into the distance thoughtfully, 'None of this has been predicted, yet the outcome remained the

'How peculiar.' He murmured.

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tumultuous assault left the Eternal Kingdom in a state of

over the kingdom, amplifying the sense of loss and desolation

all, he was responsible for the

other hand, Eris had meticulously orchestrated the return of the

spectrum of their reactions

the dim light, their tears reflecting the flickering flames of the candles they held, each one a

yet it was a bittersweet solace, marred by the

faces of many, their eyes haunted by the sights and sounds of a nightmare they had lived through but could

life and color, now bore the scars of the

standing, showed the marks of the black flames' touch, and the divine protective barrier above, though healing, flickered like a wounded beast, its light throbbing weakly against the backdrop of an enforced

fear and uncertainty wove through the crowds, a shared dread of what the future might hold in a world where such devastation could be wrought seemingly at the whim of a single

the unigins? None of them cared about the woes of the citizens below and

were all gathered in the assembly hall near the universe's heart, the remnants of the unigins

in number, faced the gravity of their situation with a mix of anger, distress, and