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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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God Talk (Part 2)

"I'm sorry, but I can't help you with that." Lith shook his head. "I'm not going to cross Grandma to help a mass murderer and the Council's rules would make me responsible for you for the next one hundred years, which-"

"Is way more than you have left to live, I know." Manohar cut him short. "Let's keep things simple. I'll tell you what we know and you'll tell us if we are missing something, okay?"

"No." Lith's voice was reduced to a whisper.

"Why not? I'm not asking much." The god of healing asked.

"I mean, no, I have much longer to live. Awakening increases lifespan by about tenfold." Lith replied.

"I know about that." Manohar shrugged. "Otherwise Balkor would have been dead for years now."

"He is right." The god of death suddenly looked old and tired. "I had barely five years left to live when I accepted Salaark's offer and according to both her and Manohar, I have now another twenty more left."