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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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Victims and Perpetrators (Part 1)

"Yes." Kalla tapped with a claw near Quylla's womb. "A boy and a girl. I missed one earlier because the boy eclipses his twin and with all the equipment the mother wears it took the Eyes a bit to complete the scan."

Quylla checked her womb with Invigoration, finding the minuscule life forces only because she knew where and what to look for.

"It's fine." Quylla nodded and then fainted again.

After a few minutes, several glasses of water for Quylla, and slaps for Kalla, the situation went back to normal.

"I'm ok now. I think." Quylla received a second round of congratulations but this time she refused to get up. "Just to be clear, we are done, right?"

"Are you leaving already?" Kalla asked with a jovial tone that was anything but polite.

"No, I'm asking if we are done with the news. You didn't spot a third baby while I was passed out, did you?" Quylla said.

Kalla took a long pause, her gaze getting stern.