"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.
Several days after the demon king's defeat, within Draken Capital...
"I'd like this one," Thomas said as he held up a mask to the store owner.
The man looked from the mask to Thomas, then back to the mask. "Are you sure you want this one? I'm the finest mask maker in Draken Capital but this one was a misfit. It's got no opening around the mouth, making it hard to breathe. In addition, the straps and buckles make it hard to take off on your own." To demonstrate his point he tugged on the straps until his arms shook from the strain but the straps didn't budge. "It's also a boring white."
"Anything is better than this." Thomas pulled at one of the many bandages around his face.