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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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Peace of Mind (Part 2)

Oddly, the spell found nothing wrong with Narlond's health. Aside from being hungry and tired, the Rezar appeared to be completely fine.

"Maybe it's because you ate my lunch, you made me wish to blow my own eardrums, and then you used my clothes as a towel. Again!" Nalrond's voice was a low snarl.

"What a crybaby. Unlike you, I didn't spend the whole morning sitting on my ass. I was hungry and that soup hit the spot just nicely. I'll cook you up something delicious in a jiffy." Morok replied.

"Gods, no! I'd rather drink a nutrients potion." Nalrond whined.

"As for the lack of towels, it's not my fault if we have to say here for so long and I didn't pack enough. Besides, after a shower, I'm as clean as a baby so no harm no foul. You can still wear your clothes after drying them a bit."

Morok showed Nalrond a crumpled shirt with several water stains and several hairs. Some long and straight while others suspiciously short and curly.