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 underground shelter was uncovered, allowing sound to freely enter and leave the shelter. The evening sun's light danced between shadows of jagged, far-reaching branches, which shifted within the frigid breeze. The dwindling firelight could only keep Olpi and Elero warm for so long.

Olpi winced at the pain in her hip. On instinct she went to rub the spot, but her hands were still tied behind a thin support beam. She leaned her back against it and sighed: "Are you still annoyed at me?"

"Of course not," Elero sarcastically remarked. "These are just friendly kicks."

"Look, I'm sorry. Owen could be back any minute. Do you think you could use anything in here to take him down?"

Elero slowly flopped onto her stomach, wincing even with the smallest movement. "Take him down?" she said. "I doubt I can swing a blade right now, even if we manage to find one and cut ourselves loose. What's Owen doing now?"

Whispers Underground