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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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Bonds and Chains (Part 4)

"Now you can come in." Zinya said.

"Leave us alone and close the door. I'm not to be disturbed until I get out of this room." Vastor said to Nola, looking her straight in the eyes.

"What do I have to say if someone has an urgent message for you?" The maid asked.

'Tell them to go fuck themselves.' He thought.

"Tell them that one of my patients has an emergency and that I'm currently operating them." He actually said.

Nola gave him a deep bow and then left.

The Master listened to the children's snoring, making sure that they were fast asleep before Hushing their ears. They had already suffered enough and he didn't want to add any more to their burden.

"Frey and Filia are right. The death of their friends is not on their hands, but on mine." He said. "Everything you three went through today is only my fault."

"What do you mean?"