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.
One Will Die
Further and further Frey descended into the darkness, his limbs uselessly flailing through the murky waters. His open eyes stared lifelessly at a hazy light that was just out of reach. 'Finally…rest.' His thoughts echoed aloud.
He allowed his head to sink back yet, like an insomniac lying in bed, his mind refused to shut off. An invisible thread halted him on the boundary of the pitch-black. He tensed, remembered the goblin cave and the piercing fear that had pushed him to victory.
'Enough…I'm tired.'
The thread gently caressed his back.
He blinked. 'What is this?'
Pain shot through his thigh and he coughed up bubbles of air, which rose to the surface and popped. The far away light dove into the water, rocketing through his thigh and amplifying the pain. He flinched away. The light stretched out in five directions, forming fingers of flaming, white aura. A small, delicate hand yanked him up towards the surface.