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

"Where did Maximus Draken hide his legacies? Tell me or you'll experience more than simple pulls."

"I…" he said in between labored breaths. "I don't know what you're talking about." There was only so much pain a human could take. "Why are you doing this? We did nothing wrong."

"You did nothing" the red robed War Monk said. "Nothing but make a weapon to kill the goddess. What greater evil can there be? Of course you know about the Draken legacies." The world went black. An icy chill gripped Cerlius away from sweet unconsciousness.

Tormentor