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.
Undead Shambling Through the Streets
Doevm inhaled the cold, stagnant air trapped within Draken Capital, and walked down one of many widened streets, taking in for the last time sights of extravagant homes surrounded by iron fences supporting green ivy. The city's famed light crystal, now wrapped in thick chains in addition to the skeletal arm's grasp, casted long shadows in front of the busy populace. Most limped along on bandaged limbs as constant reminders of the attack's aftermath but at the same time such a shared sense of pain brought out a shared sense of community.