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.
The Final Cliffhanger (part 1/2)
"It's time to make ourselves known," Doevm said.
"Understood," Frey nodded and a strange smile appeared, a mixture of anxiety and long awaited release. "Finally."
Thomas's eyes returned to normal as Doevm's mana ran out. "So," the young noble's own voice came out of his own mouth. "That was weird. How are we going to convince a bunch of mages to follow complete strangers?"
A collection of gasps brought the trio's attention back towards the group of students, in the center of which lay an unconscious Trenton. A Demi knelt down beside the instructor and took care of the bleeding with a quick cauterizing flame.
"Why wasn't this done sooner?" The disciples heard Lance ask as they pushed through the crowd.
"He wanted to preserve magic and our limited medical supplies,'' the Demi in question explained. "That, and he feared 'A weak mage like myself' would pass out from the pain."
"So this was a gamble?" Lance asked.