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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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3153 Chs

Family Care (Part 1)

'I'm sorry, but in my turf, I'm so strong that I don't need contact to exert my breathing technique. On top of that, when I'm close to someone of my blood, I don't even need Mother Sun to read their minds.' Salaark said.

'Can you please get out of our head?' Solus jumped off Lith in embarrassment, both physically and telepathically.

"Yes, of course." Due to the Blood Resonance and how close they were, the Guardian needed focus to put boundaries between her and her descendants. "Now show me what you got from Urgamakka, from your past missions and your creations."

Solus needed to enlarge the Forgemastering lab to allow Lith to drop everything that Salaark had required without drowning them.

"By the Great Mother, what a load of junk!" The Guardian flicked her fingers, separating all of Lith's loot based on the materials they were made of.