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.
Discovery
Trenton let the tension leave his shoulders as soon as his class was over. The usual number of students was hard enough. Today he had to teach both his own students and Lance's students, in addition to having to deal with the troublesome Travis. Lunch should be a time for eating and relief but as he walked past the many benches and sat down with the other instructors, his will to continue as the head instructor of the first years dwindled. He placed one of dozens of guns, given to him by General Alexander, smack dab in the middle of the table only for all the other instructors to turn their heads away like children who didn't want to eat their vegetables.
"Are you insisting on completing this project?" One of the instructors asked. "I am busy working with my students, and this black powder, as you call, it is too far from my specialty. I am afraid it would only hinder your progress if I tried my hand at helping."