"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.
Blood and screams filled the streets. Piles of rubble that once used to be homes were stacked on top of crushed corpses, some big, some small. The cloud of ash had fallen by now, exposing the rest of the trail leading to the ruined buildings at the back of the Underground.
"I need an explanation," Alexander said as he pulled his feet out of the creature's black blood, which now covered the ground. While he was only a bit taller than Doevm, he towered over him more than the creature. As he looked down into Doevm's eyes, Doevm recognized a worldly wisdom that only masters and ancient beings possessed. It was a look that, although it held no magic, could see right through any lies or flowery words.