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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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Made it Personal (Part 1)

Blood Desert, Salaark's palace dungeon.

The constant cycles of damage and regeneration had thinned the Ra'ntar-Puppet beyond saving. Many of its tendrils were completely withered and Jirni could see with Life Vision that there was no vitality left in them.

The black aura of death surrounding them was the first sign of the rot taking hold of the Puppet.

'If I force this thing to regenerate its tendrils, it would exhaust its life force faster than creating new ones.' Jirni sighed, every sign she and Skywarp spotted confirming the sprout's terminal prognosis. 'There's nothing I can do to stall the game further.'

She had no idea whether it was due to Ra'ntar's determination or the World Tree's order that the Puppet had stubbornly refused to drink a single drop of the tonics. Either way, the enemy had earned her respect.