Random_writer

"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.

A Bored Lich

The crate was simple without inscriptions, just a lid held up by decayed wood. Frey got into a stance but Elero wheeled past him. "Finally," she said. She looked at the others and pointed at the exit, signaling to run if anything were to go wrong.

"Careful," Frey cautioned as Elero yanked the lid off.

She immediately covered her nose and turned away. "Smells like something died in there," she gagged.

Elero waved for the others to come closer. The crate was empty aside from a single slip of paper but something must have been stored there once upon a time, or someone.

Cramped Coffin