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
"You have grown bolder, child," Ymir responded calmly to the taunt, his eyes on Felix.
"You're wrong." Felix smiled coldly, "I have just gotten strong enough to match my attitude towards you."
Felix always behaved like this when he possessed the confidence to back him up. Now that his strength was equal to the three rulers and could be considered as their peer, he had no intentions of looking up to them.
Ymir remained silent, understanding that Felix had nothing to them but utter hatred. Although Felix was hiding it pretty well, Ymir could easily see it in Felix's frigid eyes.
Thus, he knew that it was time to stop being sensible and using his words.
"As you wish, little one."
With a slow and conscious motion, Ymir reached behind him, his massive hand gripping the hilt of a sword that seemed to be forged from the very spine of a primordial beast.