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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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Old Monsters (Part 1)

"On top of that, my equipment is on par with Valeron's, I'm a Golden Griffon like Tyris, and I have achieved the white core. Save your mercy for someone who needs it. I'm stronger than you'll ever be and you are surrounded.

"Think again about my offer because if you refuse it again, I'll beat you unconscious and drag you to the Golden Griffon along with the others. Then, your compliance would be no longer of any relevance." Thrud said.

"I refuse your offer and I renew, no, I beg you to accept my conditions." Yet Fyrwal's prideful tone didn't sound like she was begging. "I'm doing this in respect for the blood of Valeron that flows inside your veins.

"It's so thick that I can smell it from here and it would cause me great pain to spill it. I don't want to fight you. Release Phloria, turn around, and leave. If not for me or your ancestor, do it for your soldiers and citizens.