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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Royal Gala (Part 4)

"I'm really sorry, Headmaster." Lith gave him a small bow. "It's been a crazy year for me. So many things have happened that I could barely focus on my survival."

Marth was about to give him a snarky reply when Ryssa clutched his hand, sharing with him some of her Dryad mystical senses. Suddenly, the Headmaster of the White Griffon could feel the gloom that Lith hid behind his poker face.

There was no attraction between him and his date, only friendship. On top of that, Marth could sense that Lith's existence had become more majestic and yet more detached.

He was there yet he wasn't.

"Don't worry, kid. I'll forgive you as long as you help me to keep Manohar away from my child." Marth chuckled.

"Don't listen to him, junior. You and I will make a great team." The mad professor patted Ryssa's belly as if it was the shoulder of a friend.