Well Done! Very good concept, I see a lot of potential for growth. You might also want to sneak in the levels of strength (like maybe when the mage tells Jasmine, and Jasmine tells Jantyr about the levels of strength). I also highly suggest you use a writing assistant (like Grammarly, as memey as it sounds. If Grammarly doesn't work on webnovel, first write your text in a google document, and let Grammarly do the edits). Overall, very well done!
*Slowly getting cornered wasn't well for me. Or maybe *Slowly getting cornered wasn't optimistic.
I wiped some blood off my face and shook my spear to get rid of the excess blood. Then I jumped to the side. At the place I just stood a Kobold's claw slashed. Frustrated with its failure it joined up with its two friends and started to corner me to one of the sides of the square like tower. Slowly getting cornered didn't bowned well for me. So instead I opted for something more favorable, like making this into a one versus two instead of the tedious three. The wretched stench of the Kobolds breath caught my nose and made me gage. But I strengthened my mediocre resolve and allowed my instincts to guide me through this ordeal.
The Deity
Fantasy · The_FBI_god
Ah, ok. :)
Just the other day I had witnessed Jasmine convincing him to pray to me for a good season and harvest. So here he was, standing in front of me. He seemed to be quite sentimental about this lodge and acted guilty of some crime. He seemed apologetic about abandoning the lodge all these years.
The Deity
Fantasy · The_FBI_god
*Lenart, take the four axes and the saw you have in this village and starting chopping trees.
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The Deity
Fantasy · The_FBI_god
*barricade Also, if this person had a daughter, he probably should have enough experience to know that angering people that are helping you isn't the greatest idea.
"Barrikade the door retards!" I said to them aloud so everyone could hear it, young or old. First they flinged hearing my voice, but Lenart did as told. He laid all the food and gadgets they brought with them in front of the door, while keeping the weapons.
The Deity
Fantasy · The_FBI_god
Silent creak? Maybe quiet creak, or loud creak. But I don't think silent makes much sense here.
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The Deity
Fantasy · The_FBI_god
Logically, after a few years without this deity, this person should be quite skeptical about the deity. If I were him, I would've just thought that we were lucky to have a good season and harvest.
Just the other day I had witnessed Jasmine convincing him to pray to me for a good season and harvest. So here he was, standing in front of me. He seemed to be quite sentimental about this lodge and acted guilty of some crime. He seemed apologetic about abandoning the lodge all these years.
The Deity
Fantasy · The_FBI_god
I hope this isn't a MC that is controlled by the system. From the looks of it now, it isn't, but could change over time.
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Idle Mage: Humanity's Strongest Backer
Fantasy · Hateful_Fellow
I seriously hope some people the MC will fight in the future will have magic without incantation.
''Magic without incantation'…If you ask any aspiring mage, or even veteran mages, accomplished in their own right, this is the most common aspiration shared by them. Since the dawn of magic, it's felt as if invocations were truly the chains set on our will; binding us not to break free of our weaknesses.
Online In Another World
Fantasy · DelzGB
"Florida Man's General Store in a Cultivation World" emerges as a magnum opus of the most arcane and recondite order, forging an anomalous symbiosis between the inimitable eccentricities of its protagonist, Florida Man, and the byzantine intricacies of the cultivation cosmos, concocting a narrative that traverses the esoteric chasm of comprehension. Within this narrative maelstrom, the cultivation milieu unveils as an eldritch phantasmagoria, where the enigmatic martial paradigms and Byzantine hierarchies effloresce in an abstruse tapestry, invoking a transient and kaleidoscopic transformation of the reader's cognitive paradigm. The narrative polyphony orchestrates tumultuous martial conflagrations in consonance with interludes of absurd persiflage, effectively ensnaring the reader within an intellectual labyrinth of unparalleled singularity. The dramatis personae, an eccentric menagerie of archetypes, imbue the narrative with a cabalistic profundity, oscillating between sibylline sagacity and whimsical capriciousness, all eloquently enunciated through prose suffused with a mellifluous symphony of rarefied lexemes, ultimately culminating in a veritable synesthetic tour de force. "Florida Man's General Store in a Cultivation World" unfurls as an imperative enigma, warranting naught but an unequivocal pentalogy of stellar encomiums in the celestial firmament of literary artistry.
Florida Man's General Store in Cultivation World
Fantasy · DamnPlotArmor