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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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Family and Gifts (Part 2)

After fusing with his Warg half, Tezka had not only broken the natural limit of the Fylgja and reached ten tails.

He had also gained the ability to split in up to ten bodies, one for each tail. All of them would share the same mind, allowing him to be in multiple places at the same time or work ten times faster than normal.

The problem was that his strength would decrease for each clone he created. On top of that, if one of them was killed, Tezka would experience their death and lose the tails that he had bestowed upon them along with the elemental mastery they held.

Healing magic wouldn't bring them back, Tezka needed to practice from scratch, wasting time and resources to condense the lost element into his flesh and blood.

"Which tail did you leave behind?" Vastor was flabbergasted seeing how battered the Fylgja was and the item he held in his left hand.