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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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Ancient Faults (Part 1)

In her human form, Zagran looked like a bulky woman in her mid-twenties, over 1.8 meters (6') tall, with shoulder-length blue hair, deep purple skin and eyes. She wore a sleeveless monk's garb that left many of the scars on her arms, hand, and neck visible.

There were even more under her clothes but all of them were nothing that even a regular Awakened couldn't easily heal, let alone a Guardian. Zagran conserved them because she considered them honor badges.

Those were wounds inflicted upon her during the most intense battles of her life and she used them as mementos of her past mistakes and the lessons she had learned from them.

"You look like a good kid, but the lack of feathers here is disheartening." A tap on Lith's forehead forced him to shapeshift into his Tiamat form. "Too many scales for my taste and what's that? A crown? The old lizard's blood ruined you, kid."