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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.

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Cranky Mood (Part 1)

Lith studied the map for a while, calculating how long would it take him to get to safety and running several simulations in his head with Solus' help.

'This might not be as bad as it seems.' He thought. 'From this distance, the army won't get the opportunity to study my techniques. If I employ the Golems and you give me a hand, Solus, the first wave of enemies will have a nasty surprise.'

'Do you want me to just conjure the Hands and Mouth and use them in your stead or do you want me to take part in the battle in my human form to support you?' She asked.

'Let's save your strength for emergencies. Start with the Hands and Mouth, we'll play the rest by ear.' He replied.

"I'm sorry, but you couldn't possibly expect to be fully pardoned without giving proof of your goodwill first." Berion misunderstood the prolonged silence for hesitation. "If it's of any consolation, the Council has sent its troops here.