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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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Blood for Blood (Part 1)

Any damage Night's crystal sustained couldn't be healed just by spawning prisms nor by absorbing darkness element. Only time could fix the Horseman. On top of that, every small injury on Night's real body weakened both her physical and magical abilities.

"Nice trick, but I won't fall for it a second time. Let's see which one lasts longer, if your crippled life force or the daughter of Baba Yaga." Night said with a crazed laughter.

"Has anyone ever told you that your puny flames lack the kick of the real deal?" Night tried to move her crystal core behind the protection of her flesh and armor while Lith hurled another stream of bright blue fire.

It hurt her a lot, but it was far from killing her.

'Dammit, she's right. I might win in the long run, but I don't know if my life force can endure using Origin Flames so many times. My breath is that of a Wyrmling, not of a Dragon.' He thought.