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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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Set Up (Part 2)

"Would you like some ice cream? I think I made a bit too much." Solus said.

"Yes, thank you." Lith sat on a sofa, taking a doggie bag from Haug's restaurant out of his pocket dimension.

Solus squealed with joy at the sweet scent of freshly baked chocolate-dipped cookies. She jumped on the sofa beside Lith, putting the bowl of ice cream on the tea table in front of them and the cookies on her side of the sofa.

"Those are my favorite. Thanks for remembering." She used the cookies as scoops, covering her mouth in cream and crumbles.

"Those are my favorites as well. Can I have some, please?"

Solus looked at the cookies she had conveniently left out of his reach, weighing her options.

"Sure, but eat with moderation or there won't be enough left for tomorrow's breakfast." She gave him two cookies, keeping the tray for herself.

"Hey, pot. My name is kettle and you are black!" Lith snarled at her stingy double standards.