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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In the Lion’s Den (Part 2)

"Don't worry about what happened yesterday. The important is that you are here now." Jirni said.

"I'm sorry for not visiting you earlier, Mom." Quylla gave her a deep bow. "Dad kept me confined inside the army headquarters until Phloria broke me out. The silver lining is that at least now I know what's happening.

"Maybe if you can help Dad with his mission he will-"

"Shush, child!" Jirni put her hand on Quylla's mouth while glaring at her. "You spend too much time in your magical lab and too little in the real world. Think before you speak."

Phisa was still in the room, exactly like planned.

"I'm sorry, Lady Ernas." The maid gave them a bow for outstaying her welcome. "I'll take my leave now. Call me if you need anything."

"We'll take some tea but no pastries to not ruin our appetite." Jirni said, going off script and making her daughters almost flinch in surprise.

"It will be done." The maid gave them one last bow and left the room.