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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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Wrong Tower (Part 1)

Tam'sfil's pain was Q'porr's pain, shared through their common bond with the World Tree. She felt his agony peak and disappear, leaving only a void in her mind where Tam'sfil light had been until a second ago.

Q'porr shed tears of sadness but her hand held steady. She cleaved the possessed corpse asunder and released the tier four darkness spell, Death Mist. It destroyed everything organic, leaving behind only the broken Darwen.

'Behind you!' The warning resounded one second too late.

Ragnarök cut Q'porr in half at the waist, cauterizing the wound on both sides.

The Void had exploited the cover of the Darwen armor to Blink out of Tam'sfil body unseen.

Only two elves were left, too few to assume any of their most powerful battle formations and too confused to fight back. They had come prepared to fight a ruthless tactician but a tactician nonetheless.