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

Aside from the kids and Raaz, everyone had just rested their eyes for a second before alcohol and tiredness knocked them out.

"Gods, my back is killing me." Elina had spent the night with her face on the table while sitting on one of the wooden chairs and was now paying the price.

"Why didn't you go to bed, Mom?" Tista asked.

"That was my intention. The last thing I remember is that I was about to wake you up. I must have fallen asleep without even noticing." Elina replied.

"Five more minutes." Solus grumbled, mistaking those words for the morning call while she curled up and hid under the blankets to shield herself from sunlight.

Tista checked Rena's room, discovering that Senton had slept there alone while his wife had spent the night in Tista's room. Tista sighed, hoping that a good night's sleep and breakfast would defuse the quarrel of the previous night.

Feeling Used (Part 1)