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

More gushing and a second explanation later, Zinya agreed to help.

"Please, Uncle Tezka. Just this once!" Filia and Frey joined their mother in her plea.

'Fuck!' The Suneater kept seeing them like Fylgja cubs and found the idea of causing them to worry unbearable.

"I'll send one tail." He replied in defeat. "I need the rest here to protect the children. I'll deploy more tails only in case of emergency."

"That shouldn't be necessary, thank you." Lith nodded, telepathically thanking his wife for her unwitting help. "I'll let you know the details of the meeting as soon as we define them.

"You are free to come to the Blood Desert now, if you want. You'll be my honored guests."

"Can we?" Bytra looked at Ripha with a begging look.

"Yes. I meant it when I said I don't resent you."

"Can we, young sparrow?" Tezka asked, knowing that Salaark couldn't be far away.

Dichotomy (Part 1)