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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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Full Power (Part 2)

At that point, fear had frozen Kamila like a deer in headlights. She wanted to turn off the projector to not let the babies witness what was happening but at the same time, she couldn't bear to not know her husband's fate.

Elysia and Valeron cried for their father from the beginning of the fight, yet Tyris remained neutral. Until something inside of her snapped.

She remembered well the pain of losing her Valeron.

She also remembered how much the little Bahamut had suffered from the death of Jormun first and Thrud later. The Mad Queen had been true to her name during the War of the Griffons but Tyris couldn't deny how similar they were.

Not only in their physical appearance, but also in their pain.

The same pain that was once again ravaging the little body of Valeron the Second.

She gently lay down the Tiamat's unconscious body on the ground before turning to the Eternal Fortress.