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.
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Doevm stood there, dumbfounded. "Is that it?" he asked. He thought for a moment and shook his head. 'No, this is exactly like her,' he thought. 'She is just an observer after all. She wanted to have a sneak peak. She did not wish to be spoiled, or so I assume.' He took a few more seconds to ponder other angles, but in the end his ability to predict a person's actions conceded to Maker's infallible insanity. Just as he was about to call out to the others, Maker's voice filled the room, making his body tense once again.
"I wonder why you don't destroy my daughter's army yourself. Just use magic…" Maker's words drifted away like a fading afterthought. Compared to the physical punishment she had unleashed onto Doevm, that single sentence carried with it a harsh truth which not even life essence could not heal, because it was a valid question.