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.
Prologue (Part 1)
Author's note: Webnovel really should have a feature to clarify that this is the start of a new volume/arc, but it doesn't so hopefully this note is a good substitute. Anyway, if this series was printed out, treat this like the first page in a new book of "A Bored Lich". The volume title is: The Hero. (don't worry, we'll get back to Doevm after the prologue).
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Yodenshire was a frozen wasteland north of Vilbar and the ancestral home of the frost giants. A torrent of arcane energy sprouted upwards, then branched out, etching glyphs into the ancient permafrost. In a flash, four figures appeared, three of them surrounding a fourth.
The howling wind greeted the strangers by sinking its icy fangs into their exposed flesh. Wilhelm held out his shield, struggling against the abrupt change. He pulled his hood over his blue hair, then wrapped his scarf around his face so that only his golden eyes could peer out.