Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
"To know now that our birth purpose was to help little Felix reclaim the universe's throne, I feel blessed to have been given this opportunity." Thor smiled, the depression from living for so long with no purpose had long been cured.
"I can't see it any differently." Fenrir added with a cold tone, "Still, those three f*ckers have to die."
Although they were watching the three rulers give birth to them, the primogenitors still didn't feel an ounce of belonging. They knew that it was nothing but a business transaction and without the tablet, they wouldn't have seen the day of the light.
Thus, if they were going to show appreciation, it would be to the creator of the prophecy of the tablet, which they believed to be the universe's consciousness.
After the lightning strikes were concluded, Medusa and Amun-Ra decided to share their blessing too.