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.
Spear and Shield
Both combatants took a stance. Blue life essence drifted off their tensed muscles.
Doevm held out his new spear. Strength flowed through him, not all of it his own. His anger, that seething tide that threatened to overwhelm his mind, was still.
Frey had his shield in one hand. His spear rested on the small gap at the top, ready at any moment to strike out. "Just give it up," he said, his face obscured in the dark shadow of his cold, metal helm. "I don't want to hurt you."
Doevm smiled and shifted into an offensive overhand grip: "You can take your pity and your spear and shove them up your ass."
"Don't you worry," Frey's words echoed in the silence of the stone chamber. "I won't hold back this time."