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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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Something to Be Proud of (Part 2)

"Don't apologize. I've wasted too many years listening to your excuses. I've grieved your loss long before your deaths. If you want to give your presence here today meaning, fight like you've never fought before.

"For someone else. Give me something to remember you by aside from your mistakes. Give me something to be proud of."

In her heart, Fyrwal still loved and hated them all.

She loved them because they were still her children. She hated them for the way they had lived and died. Wasting untold potential and all the resources that the Hydra bloodline had poured onto them in the attempt to correct their ways.

"You've heard the Lady, maggots." Paax waved his hand and conjured a shadow staff resembling his old weapon, Ravenhold. "We are not here to chat, but to fight. Whoever you were, whatever you did, now is your chance to make a difference!"