"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.
An icy barrier erupted out of the ground, surrounding both Olpi and Doevm.
Frey leapt away from the pair. A moment later he would have been launched into the clouds.
The journey had been long. They were nearly at their destination, Petal Town, yet the sun would not delay the day's end merely for their convenience. The group bunkered down, and began their nightly routine; sparring session, this time with the newcomer.
"Did I use too much mana?" Olpi asked. She had encased both herself and Doevm in an icy fortress. Her mana pulsed like her rapid heartbeat while Doevm watched apathetically as an observer.