"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 demon crumpled to the ground as if the same moment in time had repeated itself. The life left its wide eyes. Frey chopped off its head for good measure. The hundreds of bugs swarming about the area fell down dead. Frey spat on the demon's corpse. "That's for Thomas." He turned to see Doevm kneeling next to Thomas. "That's right…Doevm." As he shambled over, his limbs shaking from the venom and his headache, he gripped his spear harder than ever.
Doevm's back was turned, aligning the limbs into place. One stab with the bloodwood spear would be all it would take to send Doevm to the afterlife alongside Thomas. He also held out his Kopis. One stab wouldn't be enough. He could make Doevm's head tumble to the ground, just like he had done to the demon.