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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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Lost Magus (Part 4)

The only sign of weakness Jirni allowed herself was to clench Kamila's hand in search of support, to gain the strength she needed to carry the burden of the entire Ernas family.

Her children were too distraught to even stand and needed Jirni to comfort them whenever their eyes fell on the closed casket.

Lith envied Jirni, yet he didn't speak nor did he approach Kamila because he was afraid of what might have happened if he lost control in front of so many witnesses.

Headmaster Marth spoke first as the man who had been Quylla's Professor, mentor, and the one who had given her first job as Assistant Professor at the Whit Griffon. Manohar and Vastor were beside him, forming an unusual picture.

They had one hand each on either of Marth's shoulders, to help him keep his composure. Vastor looked like someone who was inwardly praying for someone to attack him and give him a reason to unleash his full power, yet it was an unlikely event.