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 Aftermath
"Careful!"
"Please be quiet. I'm literally out of my element here."
"But you're a mage. You're supposed to do magic."
"Well it's complicated!"
Doevm awoke to a jolt of pain that caused him to cry out. He opened his eyes and found himself in the academy's medical wing. Broken bones and bloody tweezers sat in a tray next to his bed. Three familiar faces surrounded him but he reflexively flinched away. A dark magic circle hovered above a gaping wound in his side. "What's happening?" he gasped. "Where's Zolgon?"
"Calm down," Lance warned. He wiped a bead of sweat off his forehead. "I need to finish." He poured his remaining mana into his dark magic circle. Another wave of pain shot through Doevm as his broken ribs grew back. "Sorry. I'm not as good as my sister, apparently."
"What do you mean?" Doevm coughed. "How?"