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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.

Legion20 · Fantasia
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Cleansing the Land (Part 1)

Lith spent the evening looking for food stalls and restaurants just to discover that there were none. Tista, instead, had no idea what to do after giving up on her assignment as a teacher.

She went to the neighboring Garden of Knowledge and studied Jiera's version of the Battle Mage specialization.

"This place sucks." Lith said after setting up the table with mostly food from Garlen that he had stored inside his pocket dimension.

"They have no bread, no sweets, no processed food at all. The only things you can acquire are the basic ingredients. Everything else is up to you."

"Well, making bread is easy. We just need a bit of flour." Tista shrugged.

"Great. I'll leave it to you, then." Lith gave her a handful of fresh wheat.

"Are you saying they don't even grind it?" Tista was flabbergasted.

"Worse. Aside from meat, fish, and fruit, we don't even get spices or salt unless we get them ourselves." He replied.