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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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Unbridled Power (Part 3)

'Okay, at least I've seen this happening before. Sort of. Normally, when a beast evolves, they release a golden light pillar, but Lith emits both a silver and a black one instead.

'It might depend on his hybrid nature, but I still wonder why it happened during his last world tribulation rather than just when his Wyrmling body undergoes body refining.'

Solus focused all the world energy the tower could muster inside the Heart, to make sure that Lith's body had all the energy it needed the moment it needed it.

'If I had helped the process earlier, maybe his human body refining would have been smoother, or at least less scary. Oh, well. There's no point crying over spilled milk. Now I know and I can act accordingly.'

Lith's seven eyes, even those that were still closed shut, shed black tears while his scales merged with each other, becoming thicker, harder, and denser until they rivaled with steel.