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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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The River and the Ocean (Part 2)

"Already?" Leria panted more than said, her nose smelling her own pungent scent. "Bath."

"Later." Salaark shook her head. "First you need to eat. This will do for now."

A water spell removed the sweat while a darkness spell cleansed the stench.

Leria ate, took a bath with Rena's help, and then fell asleep instantly. Abominus woke her up just for the time to work on her assignments which Leria completed with unprecedented speed.

"Do you think I should rest tomorrow or give one last try?" She asked as she performed the spells she had just learned from Abominus' notes like she had practiced them for years.

"What do mean, one last try?" Abominus asked. "Are you giving up?"

"No, silly." She giggled. "If I succeed tomorrow, I'll beat Aran by one day. If I don't, I might as well finish after him. There's no point in a draw."

"What do you think?" He tilted his head to the side.