A Bored Lich
"Screw magic, I want to learn how to do cool flips and stuff." Magic is awesome, until you've studied it for centuries. Doevm reincarnates into a human to experience the path of a fighter to its fullest and swears not to rely on magic. There is only one problem, a goddess stands in his way. She pits him against both the hero and the villain for all of eternity. How will he escape this, with magic or his fists? Maybe both? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Sorry about the spacing. Webnovel doesn't let me use enter) Winner of contest #110. I upload three chapters a week. Each chapter has word count around 1000+.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Link to my discord: https://discord.gg/tHaceja ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------While I am an experienced writer, I do make mistakes. Don't be afraid to say you don't understand something or point out an error in grammar. I read all comments. There are naturally some things I won't say. For example, if some says there's an inconsistency and I don't address it, it's probably there for a reason.
Doevm's paranoia
"We won, didn't we?" Olpi asked.
Elero put a hand on Olpi's shoulder: "Read the room."
"Oh."
Doevm scanned the melting corpses, their former enemies. If he were to sum all his victims' years together, before he brought them to their abrupt end, how many centuries would it be in total? In return, what did he gain? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. He sighed, letting his mana fade. 'What a humiliating defeat,' he thought.
Thomas gestured to the growing flames: "Doevm, are we supposed to be moving away from that?"
Doevm pulled himself out of his thoughts: "Someone needs to carry Olpi. Frey, I need you to keep a watch on our surroundings in case there are any left. Stick close to one another. Kilot, are you coming?"