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
Sometime later...
Felix stepped out of his car and approached the grand gates of his late grandfather's mansion, in the Upper East Side of New York.
This was one of the mansions Felix grew in due to its proximity to the Maxwell Tower. After his parents passed away in the helicopter accident and his grandfather had a heart attack during the Alexander Kingdom's mental invasion, he inherited all of their properties.
As he walked up the stone steps, the large double doors opened smoothly, revealing Leila, the ever-diligent housekeeper.
She greeted him with a polite, knowing smile, and a prudish posture.
"Good evening, Mr. Maxwell," she said, bowing her head slightly. "Allow me to take those."
Before he could respond, Leila knelt to remove his shoes, her movements swift and practiced.
"You don't have to, but thank you."