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.

fist to the side, an action that seemed to tear at the very seams of the

I get my hands on

cosmos as if reality itself were a pane of glass under the force of

anti-matter, propelled by the destructive symphony of his vibrations,

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

and light, began to fold

as his wrath rendered a corner of

not cause any more destruction. We can't afford to have you punished by the

is a deserted galaxy, the

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

him to the other side somehow.' Uranus uttered with narrowed eyes, 'I promise you, I will have both of their heads delivered on a plate even

remains unchanged. Therefore, we continue to tread

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

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

'How peculiar.' He murmured.

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the Eternal Kingdom in a state of eerie quietude, the once vibrant capital now shrouded in the somber veil of

literal shadow over the kingdom, amplifying the sense of loss and desolation

responsible for the day and

the return of the capital's citizens

the heart of their world, the spectrum of their reactions painted a vivid picture of a

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

who found their homes and families intact, yet it was a bittersweet solace, marred by the knowledge of their neighbors'

of many, their eyes haunted by the sights and sounds of a

bustling with life and color, now bore

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

crowds, a shared dread of what the future might hold in a world where such devastation could be wrought seemingly at the whim of

None of them cared about the woes of

remnants of the unigins convened with the three rulers

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