Supremacy Games

1722 The Echoing Tower. I

Alas, he realized that it would be too difficult since that bastard was all over the brothel, making his presence known everywhere he went.

In the end, Felix decided to call Zephyr and tell him that an experiment of his had gone wrong and damaged the chamber.

He knew that Zephyr wouldn't mind as long as the damages were paid for.

***

A couple of days later...Inside Zephyr's backroom.

"Here is your identity, you are now free to walk around the city with your head held high."

Zephyr handed Felix a sleek card with his image, full name, ID number, home address, social status, and more details on it.

The card seemed as legit as it could get.

"I've gone ahead and listed you as a mercenary. It's the ideal cover for someone like you."

Felix picked up the card, examining the card that shimmered with his new, Luminoan-like appearance.

"A mercenary, huh?" He muttered, raising an eyebrow.

Zephyr nodded, leaning back in his chair.

"Yes, and for good reason. Mercenaries enjoy a certain...anonymity here. Your true identification stays protected, and yet, you gain a high social standing due to the demand for your services."

Felix flipped the card in his hand, pondering the implications. "And nobody's going to question it?"

"Not at all," Zephyr reassured, his tails swaying gently now. "In fact, it's quite common for mercenaries to keep their origins and true identities a secret. It's all about the skills you bring to the table."

"It also gives you the freedom to move around without attracting unwanted attention. Plus, if anyone does get curious, your 'mercenary work' provides a convenient justification for any... unusual activities." He smirked.

Felix considered this for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. "Makes sense."

make sure to stay out of trouble. Or at least, the kind of problem that would have your identification

agreed, pocketing the ID. "Thanks, I'll remembered

smile returned as he

you'll enjoy the soldier of fortune

out of the backroom, Zephyr stopped them with a hint

you of any information about areas with

nodded, "Did

have received classified news that the vibronix royal

raised an eyebrow

After all, the other nations are still going strong at it, desiring to obtain the stone and claim ownership over the realm

on about?' Felix

Reality? Ownership of the quantum realm? Such big terms made absolutely no sense

will explain everything

while continuing

the stone of reality even when it merely had a dozen floors. Now, it must have already crossed the one-hundred-floor mark if

one hundred and five floors at the moment." Zephyr anwsered, "The fifth floor

already claimed by the tower? Despite the impossibility, they still believe

between them and the Chaosians. The Vibronxian superiority complex would never let them have peace of mind while knowing that their mortal enemies are

the nations? Well, it's the sole method available to rise above those

how

at Felix's puzzled expression...Many thoughts roamed in his mind about whether it was worth it to join this mess

he was tasked by his alter ego to bring Felix to him in one

he shouldn't really care about helping Felix get rid of the celestial chains of him. He just wanted to help him out since it would be near impossible for Felix to spend the entire

the matter universe, his alter ego wouldn't

a random place, knowing that

seem cool with each other and act as 'friends', in reality, Felix was considered a hostage without much

Apollo's alter ego

recover some

open for at least a thousand years. If we enter the tower and remain on the topmost floors, we will be safe from its dangers while at

Apollo tried to convince his alter ego, 'It will also earn us more goodwill from him and

recovers his strength?' Apollo's alter ego replied coldly, 'Don't forget, he is still the successor of the paragon

Apollo saw life as a source of joy