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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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Haunting Past (Part 1)

The wooden house disappeared, replaced by the underground rock cave. Lith stood where Threin had been until a second ago and Erslan was in Ripha's place.

"Are you alright?" Ryka asked, seeing Solus' pained expression turn into unbridled rage.

To her distressed mind, the Dawn King was tainting the memory of her mother. Lith was someone Solus loved, his presence fit her present just like her past whereas Erslan was little more than a potential ally.

Solus gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with mana evaporated the tears still streaming down her cheeks.

"Are you alright?" Lith patted her shoulder, breaking what was left of the fading images and restoring her grip on reality.

"Yes, sorry." She said, clearing her voice after realizing how squeaky it was. "I'm just a huge fan of Menadion. I'd never thought the day would come when I'd see her authentic signature in person."