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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.

Legion20 · Fantasy
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Fall of the Mighty (Part 2)

"How do you feel?" Xenagrosh asked, her hands casually placed on her Dragontooth blade hung on her hip.

"I'm not hungry." It was the only thing Bytra could think about.

"First, you need some clothes. Second, I'll fetch you your hammer. We have a lot of work to do."

***

Expedition site of Kulah, the following morning.

Everyone was back in top shape, but the morale was dangerously low. The Assistants now looked at the military compound as if it was their personal gallows, while the Professors were doubting their own skills for the first time in years.

'A simple graduate who is not even a Warden unlocked the arrays sealing the doors and if not for the army, we'd already be dead. Have I underestimated this mission, were the Odi too cunning, or have I just got too old for this job?'

Was what every one of them was thinking.