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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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Living and Undead (Part 2)

'Fuck me sideways! I've kicked the asses of two of her Horsemen and killed countless of her children. If the forefather of all Vampires calls me Butcher, there's no telling what she thinks of me.' Lith thought.

He and Solus started weaving their best spells, not stopping even when Baba Yaga's eyes met Lith's.

"What a pleasant surprise. I've heard a lot about all of you and I was eager to meet you in person." Baba Yaga shapeshifted from the Crone into the Mother.

She now looked like a beautiful woman in her forties, with flaming red hair and emerald green eyes, wearing a farmer's day dress. Her voice was calm and wise, her body had the reassuring aura typical of good mothers.

"There's no need to conjure power, child. I'm not Silverwing and our meeting will be peaceful as long as you don't force my hand." Baba Yaga said to Lith, who still didn't trust her and kept weaving new spells.