Supremacy Games Chapter 1955 -Reincrate, Twenty Years.-

1955 -Reincarnate, Twenty Years.-

Billions of years in the past, Kronos had completely wiped his own memory of every encounter with Felix, leading to his incarceration within the Imprisonment Grounds!!

Though the exact motive eluded him, he remained confined for a singular purpose.

'I have no choice but to place my faith in the guidance of the stars rather than my own sight...'

As he spoke, Kronos tilted his head upward. A terrifying solitary eye centered on his forehead peered through the gaps of his sealing restraints, focusing on the boundless celestial sea.

To an ordinary observer, those stars appeared motionless.

However, Kronos saw differently; his eye revealed the future trajectories of the heavenly bodies. With every shift, a fresh constellation took shape.

Each new alignment carried a hidden message, transcribed by his former self for his future incarnation!!

The most recent directive had manifested only moments ago, surfacing right after Zion had been locked away alongside him.

-Reincarnate, Twenty Years.-

Immediately, Kronos shifted his gaze toward Zion. The boy remained huddled in a ball, weeping uncontrollably as he called out.

'Does my previous self intend for me to send the boy twenty years into the future, or twenty years back into the past...'

Kronos loathed every second of this predicament. Despite possessing the divine power to glimpse through time, he restrained his hand out of pure conviction.

He was aware that he had suppressed his own memories, and he could feel them gradually resurfacing. Yet, the stars commanded him to repel the encroaching truth.

The instructions were clear: rely on nothing but the Star Code.

Since the Star Code was a cipher only he could understand, he was certain this was his own grand design.

Consequently, despite his hatred for his cage, his frustration over his ignorance, and the primal dread regarding the universe's secrets, he refused to violate the constraints set by his past self.

In his philosophy, if a man cannot trust his own soul, who else is left to trust?

'There is no need for haste; the truth shall be revealed when the hour is right...'

Kronos whispered to himself, lowering his gaze once more to begin an eternal vigil... waiting, waiting, and waiting...

An eon passed before his sentence concluded, and Kronos was finally permitted to return to the material universe.

The rulers and unigins assumed he would retreat to the eternal kingdom, but instead, he chose seclusion within the very same galaxy where he had been imprisoned.

"This is rather strange..." Medusa remarked softly. "First, he claims he is losing mastery over his Cultivation and begs us to seal him, and now he chooses to isolate himself in a frozen timeline?"

"His behavior is erratic, but he was never conventional to begin with." Amun-Ra shrugged with indifference. "I am simply relieved he shows no craving for celestial energy or our objectives."

"Regardless of his motives, stay vigilant," Ymir declared in a steady voice.

He suspected that Kronos possessed knowledge he wasn't sharing... If not for the thick veil of fog obscuring even their divine sight, he would have suspected Kronos was in league with the other side.

Even so, they had questioned him directly, employing Lilith's sensory talents to detect any deception.

He had told them truthfully that he knew nothing of what lay beyond the veil.

What they didn't realize was that by the time they interrogated him, he had already purged his mind of all matters regarding the other side and refrained from peering that far into the future again!

As the ages rolled by, civilizations rose to glory and crumbled into dust. Through it all, Kronos never abandoned that galaxy, seemingly waiting for a specific moment—or a specific person.

In what seemed like a heartbeat, twenty million years vanished. An unremarkable spaceship eventually drifted through the desolate sector.

Abruptly, the vessel changed course, steering toward a colossal planet that dwarfed Jupiter and was encircled by hundreds of rings.

"This looks like a goldmine." Felix flashed a broad grin after touching down on the planet with his bloodline clan, taking in the vast horizon of ancient ruins.

"Control yourself, Felix." Kathy rolled her eyes at his enthusiasm. "Nothing positive ever happens when you smile like that."

"I agree," Jayden added with a laugh. "That grin of yours has led us into disaster more times than I can count."

"Sure, sure. It's much easier to point the finger at me than to admit your own luck is abysmal," Felix countered with a shrug.

"We were doing perfectly fine on the other planets until the clan advisor teamed you up with us," Kyle muttered in annoyance. "Since then, we've barely found a single elemental stone, let alone any real treasure."

Kathy and Jayden nodded in agreement, ignoring the darkening expression on Felix's face.

"Just stick with me; I'm going to guide you to a fortune in these ruins," Felix boasted. "If I strike out, dinner is on me."

"Forget the dinner, just keep us alive," Kathy sighed, following Felix as the group moved out.

"Killed? Please. I'm from Earth. I'm like a cockroach; I don't die that easily..."

Two days later, within the sealing hall of Zion...

Kyle's lifeless body was sprawled outside. Kathy's corpse, missing an eye, had been discarded near the center beneath the floating dais. Meanwhile, Jayden had been incinerated beyond recognition.

Felix was slumped against the entrance of the sealing hall, his face pale with terror as he stared at a humanoid deity composed of vibrant, flickering flames.

"Your soul belongs to me."

With a frigid tone, Zion flicked his finger. Felix's body was yanked through the air until Zion's hand clamped firmly around his throat.

"Ple...ase... Me...rcy..."

As Felix pleaded with eyes full of hopelessness, Zion simply pressed a finger to his forehead, piercing into Felix's consciousness space.

However, as he attempted to initiate possession, his bored expression shattered into shock. 'Compatible... Our souls are a 100% match... This is the one!'

Without a moment's delay, Zion began the process of soul possession, trying to seize Felix's essence.

He proceeded with caution, knowing that any excessive force would cause the entire soul structure to disintegrate!

Unfortunately, Felix realized the intent immediately and chose a desperate path.

"Over my f*cking dead body!"

He detonated his own soul barrier, leaving Zion no opportunity to complete the takeover!

"No! My revenge!!"

Zion's face twisted in panic as he scrambled to stabilize the soul, but his powers remained 99.999% restricted by the seal.

He was left with a choice: retreat and fail, or commit to a blast that would consume them both.

"I refuse to endure another second in this place!! I am escaping this prison one way or another!" Zion roared with conviction, his features masked in fury.

But it was too late...

BOOOOOOOOOOM!!

The resulting explosion tore through the sealing hall, instantly jolting Kronos awake. He immediately froze time across the Imprisonment Grounds.

Witnessing the scene, his initial thought was:

'This is the moment... Precisely on schedule, twenty million years later.'

Yet, the words he spoke aloud and the expression he wore were entirely different.

"Fascinating. It seems that vengeful brat finally discovered a soul compatible enough to house his spirit without immediate rejection."

He burst into laughter upon seeing Felix choose self-destruction to take them both down.

His tone then shifted. "However, since you desire freedom so desperately that you would risk total erasure, I shall bend the rules to assist you."

His eye delved deep into the heart of the explosion, spotting a fragment of a soul on the verge of vanishing. He extended two fingers through the fabric of space-time, delicately plucking it from the void.

Two minutes later...

The eye scrutinized the soul wisp with fascination. He observed that the two souls had fused into a single entity, though Felix’s consciousness held the reins.

Therefore, if he granted Zion a new lease on life, Felix would be the primary beneficiary, while Zion would be relegated to a mere spectator with no agency.

"Hehe, that is a problem for him to navigate, not me." Chuckling at the wisp one last time, he tossed it into his massive pupil.

Kronos slowly closed his eye, exhausted from manipulating the laws of space-time to cast them into a different timeline... Specifically, twenty years into the past, exactly as the stars had dictated. "Safe travels."

He whispered a final farewell before returning to his silent slumber, confident that the truth would be revealed once his punishment ended.

As for the observers of this display? "Kronos, what are you planning..."

Ymir narrowed his eyes, watching the events unfold alongside the other unigins, trying to decode the mystery.

"Is he an ally or not..."

The three rulers sensed they were missing a vital piece of the puzzle, yet it remained out of reach.

"Should we intervene regarding the child?" Medusa questioned.

Ymir remained silent for a moment. After checking the prophecy tablet and finding no new omens, he shook his head.

"No, we must not interfere..."