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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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Trust but Failsafe (Part 2)

"It would be perfect." Cyrra nodded, handing the control crystals to her.

One was for the Golems and the other for the fortress.

"Not so fast. I need the right ingredients first." Menadion wrote down a short list of magical resources. The problem was the staggering amount she needed.

"Fuck!" Bhaz said. "Don't worry. The Dawn and Dusk Court will cover your share, but you have to pay us back, Cyrra."

"No problem." She shrugged. "If we survive, we have eternity to settle our debt."

Lith's wallet bled at the idea of spending so many Crimson Thorns and Wind Lilies for someone else's spells, no matter if the magical resources didn't belong to him. The Forgemasters, instead, looked at Menadion as if she was going to fall on one knee and propose to each one of them any second now.

"Lith, I might need more mana than this body possesses so be ready." Menadion started from the Fortress's crystal.