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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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Kid Gloves (Part 1)

"Say that again." Salaark appeared out of thin air, cutting Crank short. "Say that again to my face if you dare."

"I-"

"You dare threaten my blood under my roof?" A violent white aura engulfed the children, protecting them from the Hyperion's killing intent and snuffing his own aura.

"Technically, this is the Kingdom and the house belongs to Lith." Crank managed to say in a whimper.

"You idiot. I'm the Blood Desert. Wherever I go that's the capital of my domain!" Then, Salaark turned to Aran and Leria with the sweetest smile. "Go inside, kids, and warn the others that no one has to come out until I'm done."

"Yes, Grandma." The kids sniffled, hugging her leg for comfort and extending Crank's sentence further.

"Now you can start praying." Once Aran and Leria closed the door, the Overlord stretched her hands and neck, making them pop.