Legion20

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.

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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.
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Discord Server: https://discord.gg/suprememagus
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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.

Supreme Magus

She kept each fissure open for barely a second before moving the exit point forward to another dimly lit area. The distortion in space didn't last long enough to be noticed and it was so small that it blended with the shadows.

'You are almost as amazing as Quylla.' Morok said in amazement as Friya drew a map of the mines with water magic without ever taking her eyes off Scope. 'You are saving us hours of crawling between corridors and pointless scouting.'

Nalrond tried to look into the dimensional fissure by standing behind her shoulders, but the swift changes in perspective made him nauseous after a few seconds.

'Anyone can use Scope, but only a dimensional mage can identify a set of spatial coordinates so quickly without- Sweet mother of all gods!' Her banter was cut short by a scene that looked out of a fairy tale.

Deep Trouble (Part 2)