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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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That Word (Part 2)

"I know Lith is your dad, but why can't I hold you for a while? Am I not your mommy?"

"Ma… ma." Elysia nodded.

Kamila, Lith, and Solus froze into place, ignoring the Royal Guards of Valeron's Palace demanding to see their IDs.

"What did you say?"

"I said: papers, please." The voice of the man inside the armor was cold and professional.

"Shut up, tin man, or I'll make you!" There was so much fury and killing intent in Kamila's bright yellow eyes that the Royal Guard took a step back while gripping his weapon. "What did you say, dear? Can you repeat that for Mommy?"

She ignored the guard turning toward the baby girl with the sweetest expression and voice on Mogar.

"Ma… ma." Elysia stuttered, the word impossible for a human baby so young but just hard on the throat of a Wyrmling.

"Yes, that's right! I'm your mom!" Kamila took the baby from the carrier and held her to her chest. "I'm your mom."