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 Players
The legacy's activation shot a pillar of mana into the sky. It swept through the world; it pierced through sea-storms, choked out deserts' sunlight, and casted shadows upon grassy plains. Mortals stood upon their world, gasping in awe.
Maker watched a spec within the universe become a blind-spot. She floated outside the planetary veil, its existence an offense to her all-seeing gaze. She stretched her arms far and wide. Her radiance flared brighter than the sun behind her, yet the veil remained, unimpressed. Her eternal smile tensed, untensed, then tensed again. 'It's the same as the last two times,' she thought, reverting to her original form.
"You seem to be holding back," a voice called out from behind her.
"Child, I did not come here to break it," Maker said, recognizing the voice of her son. She turned, welcoming the God of Evil with a bright smile.