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.
Liar Liar
'She seems to be having trouble,' Olpi thought as Elero stood herself up for the third time. 'Maybe adjusting is harder than she thought it would be.' As opposed to the Virility rigid routine, refined by years of repetition, Elero adapted her warm-up to the surroundings. She dashed through patches of raised roots, bounced off trunks, and sliced dead twigs from their base branches.
Olpi huffed a breath of warm air into her hands and held them over her ears. For a moment, she imagined zooming through the forest like Elero. Free. Capable. Simple. Elero's scars were deep and jagged.
"Let's do some unarmed round robin while Elero finishes her warm-up," Cerlius suggested.
'Round robin?' Olpi thought. 'What's that?'
"I'll start," Frey said. Without warning, he sent a fist hurtling towards Cerlius, who slapped it out of the way and countered with an elbow to the jaw.