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
"May I know how both of you ended up in this situation?" Felix sugarcoated his question as much as possible.
He understood that anyone signing a slave contract seldom came without a shitty experience that was too hard to recall. By asking them this, he was doing nothing but opening up their wounds.
As expected, Malak expression's turned nasty instantly. She didn't seem like she was targeting Felix with her look.
'Well, she ain't answering that.' Felix shook his head lightly after seeing her reaction.
When he turned to Erik, Felix saw that he was being given a look meant for morons.
Before Felix could feel baffled by that look, Erik said with a casual tone, "Obviously because we signed a recruitment contract."
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A desolate silence had descended in the room as both Felix and Malak felt like their brain had short-circuited.