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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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Turf War (Part 3)

The moment Zinya left the room, Vastor performed a thorough scan of his office with life-detecting arrays, Forgemastering spells, and Invigoration. Once he was certain that there was no one around nor listening devices planted by his enemies, he summoned the Abomination-hybrids to his office.

"Orulm, Abthot, what's the status report on our war against the Undead Courts?" The two ancient Eldritches had recently found and merged with a suitable monster core.

With Zoreth too busy preparing for her role as Elysia's godmother, they had been put in charge of the turf war because they needed to practice with their new powers and get used to walk among the living after centuries of isolation.

"It's a walk in the park." Orulm burst into a savage laughter at the memory of the massacre. 

"Without the Horsemen protecting those pathetic leeches, they stand no chance against us.