"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.
"They're everywhere! They're out for blood," one of the mages cried.
"We can't hold on much longer."
"What was that shaking?"
"The moon, look at the moon!"
Magic: mysterious or supernatural forces influencing a course of events. Decades of arcane practice could not begin to explain, in Lance's mind, the unnatural phenomenon unfolding before his very eyes. It was as if he had stepped into an ancient epic, a myth. Hordes of demons, frothing at the mouth, flew through the gaping hole in the ceiling and were silhouetted by bloody moonlight.
"All units, charge!" Zolgon bellowed. "I want every angle to be swarming with my army! Those damned crystal barricades can no longer stop us! Make them suffer! Make them pay! The Head Mage was just a start!"