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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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3457 Chs

Shared Wounds (Part 1)

"This is our last child, okay? Unless heaven and earth switch places or I change my mind, you'd better always use that damn birth control spell." Selia said.

"I will." Ryman sniffled while letting her go.

He had held Solkar right after Selia, but he already felt the need to hold his son again.

As soon as Elina passed the child to him, Solkar started to cry. Protector used a baby voice to calm Solkar, strutting around and showing the newborn to his guests like it was the greatest accomplishment of his life.

"You see that?" Kamila Hushed them while pointing the father and son couple at Lith. "That's you in a few months."

"Please." Lith scoffed, his tone as cold as it was indifferent. "He's just an Emperor Beast whereas I'm a Divine Beast."

"What do you mean?" Kamila asked, making him look her dead in the eyes.

Lith's face was a stone-cold mask when he said:

"I cry much harder than that."