Supremacy Games Wiki Novels & Stories

Across the circle, Alaric stepped forward. He looked carved from the academy itself. Immaculate posture. Controlled expression. His eyes met hers and held. No mockery. No arrogance. Just a steady, assessing calm that irritated her more than open contempt ever could. A moderator’s voice echoed through the chamber. “Strategic Supremacy Trial begins in thirty seconds. Objective: territorial acquisition with limited assets. Victory condition: total control or forced concession.” A map flared to life between them, projected in shimmering light. Divided districts. Resource nodes. Civilian zones that penalized reckless moves. It wasn’t a game. It was a simulation of power.

Its roots were intertwined with ancient magic and the cosmic forces of the universe. However, our moments of fascination were abruptly interrupted when we heard footsteps approaching the library. Without hesitation, we kept the book in our backpacks and hid in the shadows, watching as a radical group, known as Supremacy beyond the border, entered the place. Supremacy beyond the border was an extremist faction that believed in the superiority of a category beyond the border and sought to impose its distorted vision on society. They were known for their violent and intolerant tactics, and their presence there filled us with fear.

The thought of losing his rank was unbearable, and he knew he had to participate in the games, no matter how reluctant he was. In this game, the Top 10 packs had to participate in the games to maintain their ranking, while packs below them had the opportunity to join and potentially claim a higher rank. The top 3 packs held a superior position, overseeing the games, but if a pack dared to challenge them and lost, they would be barred from participating in the games forever. The stakes were high, and defeat could mean not only loss of prestige but also potential annihilation of their pack. The risk was great, but the reward was worth it for those who sought to rise to the top. "I know that, A

“It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.” Mauve rolled her eyes. “And what does that have to do with me?” “I said, questions later.” His tone snapped like a whip. He continued, “It began with the First One—Arnold Dein. Descendant of Earth. No one knows why he was chosen, but when his gifts manifested, he opened the portal to Elite. From him, the monarchy began. Each ruler is a descendant of Earth, marked by abilities. There have been seventeen so far, Mauve. You are to be the eighteenth.”

* I wiped the blood off my face, my eyes turning as cold as ice. I finally understood the essence of this game. Play the White Moonlight? Die. Play the Maid? Die. Play the Family? Die. As long as you are "human," as long as you approach him with a goal, you are a dead end. Because in his eyes, "human" is synonymous with betrayal. I want to win. So I can't be human. "System," I gripped the hourglass tightly. "I don't want a physical body." [Player Halen, your request violates the rules.]

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She gasped out, her tone raspy from all the screams I had made her make of my name. And in that knowledge, in the dark haze of our shared heat and rage, I allowed myself a dark, satisfied growl, letting the damned palace, the damned kingdom and that damned brother of mine to know that, this woman right here, belongs to me only, the Alpha Supreme of the Valtherion, and I intend to keep it that way. Whoever dares to cross next, I will not care or spare, even if that is my own brother…

Andean followed him behind as he said "You guys from this pack are all a bunch of weirdos!" “You better run along with your boss, you bloody minion" She responded to him “Now that you're all strong and powerful, what are you going to do?" The shaman asked her “I'm gonna cause some havoc as I'll be taking over the region and become the Alpha Supreme, by the time the elders see how strong I am, none of them would want to counter my plans" Calliope said as she smiled and then angrily hitting the metal table which she was tied to initially, the table became well bent afterwards as the shaman exclaimed

I had been with it and most times, people in the pack stared at it and it made me uncomfortable. "It's just a birthmark..." "No Sequoia. It is a mark of leadership. The Goddess has marked you as the Suprema of Mystic Shadow Pack." I looked at her with wide eyes. Suprema? Me? "Suprema? What is a..?" "The Suprema of a pack is like the leader. She maintains the peace and guides her people. She is also a strong spiritual link to the Goddess and Lunaria's waters." "I thought Kali was the strongest link to the spirits."