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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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Two Worlds (Part 2)

Each house was bigger than Lith's and surrounded by a small garden filled with seasonal and fruit trees that spread a sweet scent.

'You're right. Beasts are heartless monsters. How could they force people to live in such a dump?' Lith thought while the others had a hard time believing they were still in Reghia.

'Okay, fine. I stand corrected. This place is wonderful and those people are likely to be ungrateful assholes.' Phloria said.

The group decided to follow Solus's advice and split up. Each one of them went to a different house, yet they all received the same treatment.

"What do you want, filthy Grenian? I've got no food to share with a savage." A woman in her mid-thirties with bronze skin said to Tista.

The woman looked at Tista's light olive-colored skin with spite, mistaking her for a citizen of the Gren Democracy with which her people had a centuries-long enmity.