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Supreme Magus

Derek McCoy was a man who spent his entire life facing adversity and injustice. After being forced to settle with surviving rather than living, he had finally found his place in the world, until everything was taken from him one last time. After losing his life to avenge his murdered brother, he reincarnates until he finds a world worth living in, a world filled with magic and monsters. Follow him along his journey, from grieving brother to alien soldier. From infant to Supreme Magus. ------------------------------------------- Tags: Transmigration, Male MC, Western Fantasy Schedule: 12 chapters/week (unless I'm ill or stuff happens) Chapter Lenght: 1200 - 1400 words Warning: The MC is not a hero nor an anti-hero. He is a broken, cynic and misanthropic person looking only for his own gain. If you are looking for a forgiving, nice, MC that goes around saving people in distress, this is not your cup of tea. Same if you want an unchanging MC with no character development. ------------------------------------------- Discord Server: https://discord.gg/suprememagus ---------------------------------------- Cover of Tiamat form Lith Verhen by josh groban aka manohar aka Animustw. My new Pfp was made by Josh (same as above). Visit the official discord for his official portraits of the characters.

Legion20 · Fantasy
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A New Magus (Part 1)

"Everything I have shown you today will become a reality, but only after the War of the Griffons is over." The final part of their pitch ensured the Royals that no one would switch sides during a critical moment.

Thrud's slave array was her best weapon but also the best deterrent against traitors. Now not only would the nobles put at risk their free will by joining her, but also forfeit the incalculable gains that only the followers of the Royals would reap.

"Yours are amazing contributions, Archmage Verhen. I doubt that there is a single person in this room who would object to the decision of making you a Magus." The King took another pause, giving the members of the old and new households the opportunity to speak before his words would become written down by the Royal Scribes and turned into law.

No one dared to utter a single word.