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.
Prologue (Part 2)
"Tell me," Citrus said. "Have you ever wondered why your life became this way? Why do we put such faith in you, the hero of prophecy? Be honest."
Wilhelm nodded.
"Rejoice, you are about to meet the reason." Despite the Elf's matter-of-fact demeanor, there was nothing and nobody around them. They stood on a plane of ice, the tumultuous snowfall nothing more than a distant memory.
Wilhelm loosened his scarf and took some deep breaths, slowing his rapid heart rate. 'Was this all some kind of joke,' he thought. 'I'm beginning to think the Mumbling Prophet doesn't even exist.'
Citrus, however, cautioned the young hero back. "We should give Ignus some space."