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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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Burden of Command (Part 1)

"So far Peonia has been a loyal ally." Lith scolded Solus. "You've seen what Morn and those idiots in the Royal Court tried to do behind my back. Peonia is the reason Lutia is safe and my Queen's Corps escort has not been revoked despite the war.

"Without her, we would worry about our family all day and the quality of our work would suffer every time we leave for the Desert. I owe her this much." Then he turned the amulet on.

"How can I be of assistance today, Your Majesty?"

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Peonia?" The Princess pouted. "You need to get used to it because if you call me like that in public, everything would have been for naught."

"Fine, Peonia. How are you doing?" Lith always opened their conversations that way to reaffirm that he considered their relationship strictly professional.