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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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Orion’s Choice (Part 2)

A few years ago, the god of death had come close to destroying the Kingdom and killing his daughters. Now Balkor was abetting Orion to commit high treason.

"We'll see. Things may change in a while." Orion shrugged. "Wish me luck."

"Break a leg." Balkor escorted Orion through the city, vouching for him every time they were stopped by the guards.

The presence of the Overlord didn't make the security laxer. Quite the contrary, it made her loyal soldiers do their best in the hope to catch Salaark's eye and receive her blessings.

"This is an unexpected surprise." The Guardian was sitting on a golden throne raised by a dais over one meter (3') from the floor. "With everything that's happening in the Kingdom, I thought you were busy Forgemastering something to save your daughter."

She wore her long black hair down in a cascade that reached the floor. The pristine white of Salaark's desert robes emphasized her bronze skin and her emerald eyes.