Supremacy Games

Chapter 1931  The Trial of Ascension.

Supreme Azzorus kept his silence, gazing at Felix with the same gentle peculiar smile. It was like he was frozen, awaiting for Felix's anwser.

Albeit Felix was taken back by the question, Supreme Azzorus' behavior couldn't help but alert him.

"My lord, are you really here?" He asked after gathering his courage. He had a feeling that he might be dealing with a spiritual recording of Supreme Azzorus.

As he expected, Supreme Azzorus didn't anwser and simply kept looking at him silently. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Is he a spiritual recording or a preset spiritual puppet with certain commands. Maybe it's the seven celestial hearts using Supreme Azzorus' image to communicate?" Felix murmured as he waved his hand in front of Supreme Azzorus, getting a bit more daring.

Seeing that no reaction was made, Felix decided to take his sweet time to think about Supreme Azzorus' question.

He had a feeling that the other chosen ones might also have been given the same question. If this was right, then, it implied that this question might be the decider whether or not they would ascend to godhood.

His prediction turned out to be correct as Emilia, Rhyzel, and the others were all thrown into the space and were given the same question.

For the first time they were summoned and participated in this whole ludiciours experiement, they were given a chance to sit down and carefully think about their reason for desiring to become the new Supreme.

While the majority had decided to carefully think about their question, Emilia and Rhyzel didn't hesitate to give out their responses.

"Sounds like fun?" Emilia anwsered cutely, but the wicked desire for pure entertainment in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Behind the pretty mask hid a very bored woman, who had no problem going to the extreme for the sake of being entertained.

It might be like a nonsense anwser, but in her own world, she believed that the moment she ascend, she would be introduced to the ultimate platform for entertainment...Multiversal Supremacy Games, where the fate of entire universes lied.

"How interesting." Supreme Azzorus anwsered with a faint smile, "I am certain you will scratch that itch if you ascended."

"Just tell me what I have to do." Emilia smirked confidently.

Meanwhile, Rhyzel had a straightforward anwser.

"Power, Authority, Control." He uttered with a stern tone.

For a mercenary whose entire life was spent in war-torn envierements, those three words summed up his ultimate goal.

His anwser also didn't erect any negative reaction from Supreme Azzorus as he said almost the same thing he told Emilia.

As time went by, the rest of the chosen ones provided their final answers. Some were creative, some were standard like the desire to rule everyone or become a hero to save the universe.

Whatever they said, it didn't seem like Supreme Azzorus had any intentions of kicking them off...This gave them the illusion that their chances for ascension were higher than their peers.

In the end, only Felix remained, still seeking an anwser.

He seemed to be in a dilemma as his gaze was unfocused while he kept repeating in his mind, 'Why do I want to ascend?'

This question haunted him and no matter how hard he thought about it, he simply couldn't find singular anwser.

He already considered the obvious reasons, the things that seemed noble, worthy of an aspiration such as protecting his wife, son, friends, and loved ones.

This was the first reason that popped in his mind since he knew that without a replacement, the universe would perish.

But, he also knew that might not happen in his lifetime or his son's lifetime.

With matters dealing with universe, by the time its destruction reached them, the Maxwell bloodline might have been perished.

He also considered doing it to carry the Maxwell Legacy, as he knew that his grandfather's dying wish was to make their family name household. After all, he had single handedly turned their family business into an empire and if it wasn't for his old age, forcing him to retire, he would have done much more.

That's why when he died, Felix realized that his childish antics had brought shame to him and his parents while he was alive. He refused to defile their names anymore after his death, making him focus all of his energy into bringing honor to the Maxwells universal-wide.

The burden of legacy was real, but even as he thought of it, Felix couldn't help but feel a certain distance. It was not enough.

'Universe's consciousness...I will possess the powers to do whatever I want.' Felix thought deeply, 'I can revive my loved ones, bestow immortality to them, and even empower them. I can do whatever that comes into my mind, possessing true freedom.'

'True freedom, huh...'

Soon, Felix smiled wryly after realizing that even Supreme Azzorus had no freedom over his survival and had to fight to climb the Blessed Staircase to secure it.

In other words, he might be free in his universe, but in the multiverse? He was nothing but a player in merciless platform, which he knew absolutely nothing about and had no battle experience to establish himself in it.

As Felix opened his eyes, he came to the realization that the truth was far simpler than any of those lofty ideals.

He didn't have a true anwser that could push him to embark on this new journey. He didn't know why he wanted to ascend, why he sought that power...If it was for his family, for himself, or for some undefined purpose that eluded him.

But then, it came to him...Maybe that was okay.

A faint smile touched his lips, recognizing that sometimes the response was hidden on the path.

Thus, Felix uttered his anwser with a humble look, not caring if his response might fail him.

"I don't know."

The moment those words left his lips, Felix felt a strange sense of peace.

When Supreme Azzorus heard his anwser, he couldn't help but smile kindly, "Sometimes, ignorance is enough. Not everyone is born with all the answers, and I for one, don't know everything."

His comforting voice brought a relieved smile to Felix's face, understanding that if even the universe consciousness admitted to not knowing all the answers, why would he beat himself for it?

"Don't worry, my child. You will be given plenty of chances to find your answers."

Supreme Azzorus disclosed as he manifested a milky white sphere from the lake underneath Felix's feet.

"What do you mean?" Felix raised an eyebrow in surprise as he watched the sphere settle down nicely on his palms before morphing into a bracelet.

"I am referring to your trial." Supreme Azzorus smiled, "The Trial of Ascension."

Felix's expression turned solemn after realizing that a trial had been indeed prepared to choose the next in line.

A test by the universe consciousness? He could only imagine how difficult it was going to be.

Alas, no matter how much his imagination went wild, neither he nor the rest of the chosen ones would have predicted the content of the trial.

With the same kind smile, Supreme Azzorus shared with all of them, "The trial is simple. You will be resurrected in a simulated reality with a 1 to 1 measure with no memories of this life or your mission."

"Your mission will be to integrate with the seven celestial hearts."

He paused, letting the words sink into Felix's mind and the others, whose eyes were already widened to the limit in a daze.

"But fret not, you will have a chance to alter the creation of the cosmos at the very beginning." Supreme Azzorus smiled, "Just note that the moment your modifications are set, you can not rewrite them until the universe is reset."

"Reset..." Felix murmured with a hint of dread creeping up his spine.

"Indeed, reset." Supreme Azzorus moved closer to Felix and uttered without a change of expression, "The moment your soul perish, the cosmos will collapse and everyone in it will be erased."

"You will return to your original universe, but with your entire memories of your past life. So, you can try again and again, but just know..." His smile suddenly turned merciless, "The demolition of those realities and the death of everyone on them will fall on your shoulders."

"For how long can you handle it?"