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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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Great Fortress (Part 2)

Rizo was the one that was going to take Phloria's body. The other Odi might consider her ugly due to her height and strength, but to a fighter, she was just perfect.

< "Get away from my vessel, kid. I'd hate for my new form to be tainted by the blood of a filthy beast."> Rizo's movements were calm and controlled while he pointed his sword at Lith as a challenge.

"Fuck off." Lith replied, unleashing all of the spells he had kept at the ready for Jiira. The two men didn't understand each other's words, but their faces spoke volumes.

Rizo's was full of pride and contempt, whereas Lith's was brimming with unbridled rage and killing intent. Two hands made of living streams of lightning, each one the size of a person, clutched the Odi while a jet stream of black flames pierced through his chest.