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
A couple of seconds earlier...
Within the lunar post, Wendigo and Saurous had established a temporary sanctuary for themselves, far removed from the watchful eyes of others.
They sat in a meditative position, several meters apart, each engrossed in their training routines.
The interior of the lunar post was minimalistic, bearing the hallmarks of a functional yet spartan living space.
Gray metal walls surrounded them, stark and utilitarian, devoid of decoration or embellishment. Dim, sterile lighting cast an unyielding pallor over the room, accentuating the desolate atmosphere of the moon's surface beyond.
It was clear that Wendigo and Saurous spent most of their time using their wisps while leaving their main consciousness chilling here.