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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.

Random_writer · Fantasy
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Wizard Kick

Two transparent, golden domes blocked the doorway to the Mess Hall, the last stand. Standing inside each were pale faced instructors. Sweat dripped from their torn robes. One held a hand up to stop the three disciples from crossing the classroom.

"Instructor Finny," Lance said. He had let the other students go on ahead. "These three are with me."

The instructor named Finny pulled back his hood to reveal a black and blue face. "Lance, you know why they can't pass. Even if it wasn't against the rules, these outsiders could be demons masquerading as humans. What makes matters worse is that we can't spare the mana to confirm their identities."

Lance responded by pointing to Frey's blue hair.

"But the rules," Finny hesitated. "We all know your obsession with following protocol. Turn around. They aren't getting through."