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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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Ripples Through Mogar (Part 2)

"If not for the prism, I would have never been able to spend some time on the surface with my wife and child during the day while being able to protect them. For this, you have my thanks, Lady Dawn."

"You are welcome." The Horseman's voice came out of Nyka's mouth as the Firstborns gave her a deep bow.

"For me, it meant going back to my people for the first time in millennia." Ilthin said. "Reaching a Fringe is already hard but the moment the other Elves were to notice my lack of magic, they would have burned me like an abomination.

"All Elves are born as true mages and develop a blue core. No matter if my intentions are sincere, without my powers it takes a single zealot to kill me."

"To me, it just meant walking under the sun without being afraid of being a victim again yet I loved every moment of it." Bogdan said.

"Same for me." The Wendigo said.