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."

Or at least, the kind of problem that would have your

pocketing the ID. "Thanks, I'll

sly smile returned as he

friend. And who knows? Maybe you'll enjoy the soldier of fortune life. It's got its perks,

about to step out of the backroom, Zephyr stopped them with

you told me to notify you of

Apollo nodded, "Did you find

that the vibronix royal family is planning to send a new batch to The Echoing Tower." Zephyr

obtain the Stone of Reality?" Apollo raised an eyebrow in surprise, "How long has it been now since they first

be halting their efforts. After all, the other nations are still going strong at it, desiring to obtain the stone and claim ownership

guys on about?' Felix knitted

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

will explain everything

continuing his

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

fifth floor was recently completed and this allowed them to start planning for

the tower? Despite the impossibility, they still believe they could reach

mere cockoff between them and the Chaosians. The Vibronxian superiority complex would never let them have peace of mind while knowing that their mortal enemies are still sending troops to the tower

rise

how

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

alter ego to bring Felix to him in one

care about helping Felix get rid of the celestial chains of him. He just wanted to help him out since it would be near

matter universe, his alter ego

suggest hiding in a random place, knowing that

they might seem cool with each other and act as 'friends', in reality, Felix was

alter ego

wasn't desperate to recover some of his strength

The rift won't 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 the

rift will be open and the celestial chains will be gone.' Apollo tried to convince his alter ego, 'It will also earn us more goodwill from him and make him consider helping you reach your goal

forget, he is still the successor of the paragon of sins. If that b*tch can't be

saw life as