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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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True Power and Form (Part 1)

"Now I'm ready." The Suneater said.

"So am I!" Salaark clapped her hands, signaling the beginning of the fight and shapeshifting her ample red desert robes into skin-tight pants and shirt.

The fight started with a quick exchange of fists and kicks that surpassed the speed of sound.

The two contenders moved back and forth throughout the Blood Plains, riding the sonic booms to move faster and timing their respective attacks to create constructive and destructive interference.

Salaark and Tezka used the former to pile up their own sonic booms into devastating shockwave attacks and the latter to weaken the opponent's booms. They moved through space on purpose, every spot where they clashed was a forced compromise between offense and defense.

Forced because neither of them was letting the other dictate the flow of battle but they had to exchange blows or they would be just staring at each other all day.