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
An hour later...
Felix could be seen lying on the floor of his room like a log.
When he left the classroom, he went straight to pick the camping gear from the warehouse before coming to his room and integrating 2% of the remaining 4%.
Even though it was merely 2%, Felix was still finding it harder and harder to tolerate the pain without passing out after the process.
A few moments later, his eyelashes started trembling as he was trying his best to open his heavy eyelids.
'Oh god, my f*cking head!'
The moment he regained his consciousness, his brain was hit with the same headache, reminding him that the Jörmungandr had woke up and was gazing at him from the unknown.
Terrified by the thought, his lips quivered as he swiftly drunk the rejuvenation potions one by one until his body and mind were reformed back to their peak again.