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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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Silverwing’s Tower (Part 4)

'Aunt Loka didn't call us here to intimidate us or show off, quite the contrary. She is putting herself in my hands as much as I'm in hers.' Solus clenched her hand under the table, moved by the gesture.

"How are you liking your food, Elp- I mean Solus?" Silverwing asked.

"It's delicious, thank you." Solus gave Lochra the first honest smile since the day she had attacked Lith on his sickbed. "You are a great cook, Loka, but I'm afraid my taste has changed."

"You have eaten Lith's food until now so it's normal." The First Magus shrugged. "Any new memory?"

"Sadly, no. What's for dessert?" The smell and taste of the food seemed familiar, yet aside a few short déjà vu, Solus' mind was blank.

"Your favorite." A snap of Silverwing's fingers cleaned the plates and made a big slice of sponge cake frosted with whipped cream and powdered sugar appear.