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.
Destination: Polyglint Mines
"I could have looked a lot worse if we stayed on the ground," Thomas said.
Olpi followed Thomas's line of sight over her shoulder. The pillar of smog had faded, as even Dragon fire had its limits, yet many carriages were already on route for the Bloodwood. 'I had barely seen anyone the other day,' she thought.
"I told you," Doevm reminded the group. "High bounties draw out the strong."
Elero cursed, "Even after those War Monks jumped ship for Vilbar, they're still a pain in the ass."
"Is it a problem that we stand out," Olpi asked, trying to make herself look small atop the enormous Wyvern.
"Follow me," Elero said. She signaled for her Wyvern to ascend into the clouds, the rest following behind her. The clouds' chilly mist cloaked the suits, overriding their capability to keep out the cold.
Olpi rubbed her arms and sighed.
"Something wrong?" Thomas asked, appearing perfectly fine.