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.
Going Deeper
"Just a second." Elero barely got the words out of her mouth before the door burst open. The bed which had been leaning against it exploded. She backed away and covered her face. Shattered wood pelted her arms. The mattress flew straight out the room.
A couple of mages came in, their blue robes sliding over the wreckage. They spread their arms out and dozens of magic circles appeared. They moved around the room. Through them, Elero could see past solid objects. The magic circles didn't seem go near Elero though, as if a girl covered in another's blood meant nothing to them.
"Find him," said the eldest mage. The other mages bowed before going back down to the street. Elero peeked through the hole Mr. Lich had blown in her wall to see the mages hurrying through the streets. People made way for them and lowered their heads in a gesture of both fear and respect.