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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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Kinds of Silence (Part 1)

In her human form, Fyrwal had the appearance of a lovely woman in her early thirties who could barely pass as Faluel's older sister. She was about 1.78 meters (5'10") tall, with ocean blue eyes and light brown hair.

For her return to the Royal Court after over 700 years, Fyrwal was wearing the very same dress that Valeron had gifted her for his wedding and with which she had later attended his funeral and the birth of his children.

It was an emerald gala dress with a square neckline and embroidered with small white crystals the size of a pea that formed a hydra pattern. The upper part of the dress was skin-tight, emphasizing her shapely figure leaving exposed her arms and shoulders.

The hoop skirt covered her from waist to toe and made it impossible to get close to her.

The two women walked up to the Royals and gave them a deep bow before moving to the sides, where the seats reserved for the members of the founding pillars of the Kingdom were.