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.
You Either Die a Hero or...
There stood two on a stage of fools: one who had acted without a brain and the other who had no brain. Two blue flames reflected in Maximus' golden eyes. After so many restless nights, he could barely tell that a Lich stood in front of him. No matter how strong Maximus had become, even he was not invincible.
The ground quaked, and dust fell from the ceiling. Maximus recalled the goddess speaking of the sudden war on his doorstep, and cursed under his breath. It was faint, but he was sure he heard another voice from behind the seats.
"Have you finally hit your breaking point, hero?" called the same, sourceless voice that had granted his desperate wish.
"I can't tell if you're just another hallucination," Maximus snarled as he readied his blade. The blood of the goddess dripped off of it. "I didn't mean for any of this."