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 Knight's Academy
"Keep up," General Von Trike urged as he led the class away from the platform. They went down a cold dirt path, their wet footwear coagulating into mud. Most students preferred to walk on the parts of the flat mountaintop laden with rock, cracked from long dead and dried out weeds.
"What are you reading?" Elero asked, looking at the note in Thomas's hands.
"Oh nothing," Thomas folded the note up and put it back into his pocket. "I don't know why it was in my pocket but it read: 'Beware inhaling the smoke'."
"Sounds hot." Elero said before facepalming.
Thomas tilted his head to the side. "Was that supposed to be a pun?"
"Because there's smoke." Elero said, still hiding her face.
"I don't get it." Frey shrugged as Thomas let out a sigh, as if his will to go on had deflated.