Sword God in a World of Magic

"What? What happened? Where am I!?"

Alex's mind was confused beyond belief. He knew that something had happened to him. He felt like he had been dreaming, and just now woke up.

However, he had no idea where he was.

Alex only knew that he was currently standing in the most imposing hall he had ever seen in his entire life. Just the sheer size of this place struck him dumb. Alex suspected that this hall was over a kilometer wide! It was probably even a hundred meters tall!

Who would build such a thing!?

The entire place was colored in black and red, evoking a kind of evil feeling.

'Did they hire some teenager to design this place? Who colors such a grand hall in black and red?' Alex thought as his brows furrowed. 'Even more, why is everything empty? Sure, there are some things at the walls, but there is nothing in between them except for this big, dark carpet.'

Alex looked at the carpet and noticed that something was embroidered on it.

It was a white jester's mask. Basically, it was a white mask with the face of a laughing person.

'Creepy.'

Alex looked to the front, and his eyes widened.

About a hundred meters to Alex's front was a vast and tall throne. The throne was probably over ten meters wide and reached the ceiling of this gigantic hall.

Alex also noticed that someone was sitting on the throne.

It was a young man, probably in his early twenties, just like Alex. He had long black and red hair, but Alex couldn't see how long his hair was exactly since this man was currently facing Alex, looking at him with a smirk.

Another interesting aspect of the man's appearance was his red eyes, but Alex didn't notice them from such a distance.

Although, he also looked a bit ridiculous since he was far too small for such a wide throne.

'Is that a goth kid?' Alex thought. 'Wait, as far as I know, goths are more black and grey. I think emos are more black and red. Did he design this place? Probably, judging by his get-up.'

Alex continued staring at the young man while the young man only smirked back.

Seconds passed.

Alex was looking awkwardly from side to side. The other party wasn't initiating a conversation and only stared at him.

Should he initiate a conversation?

Well, he had enough questions, so why not?

"Excuse me!" Alex shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the vast, empty hall. After all, the man was around 100 meters away from him.

No reaction.

'Maybe he didn't hear me?' Alex thought, unsure.

Alex took a step forward.

Thump!

Alex fell forward and barely caught himself with his hands.

'What? Where's my cane?!' Alex thought in panic as he searched around for his cane. Sadly, he couldn't find it.

'I mean, I can kind of walk without a cane, but it's awkward as fuck,' Alex thought as he stood up.

His balance was rather stable, which surprised him. Usually, due to the nerve damage in his ankle, his right foot always awkwardly flopped around. Alex could only stand on that foot by perfectly balancing his bodyweight along his entire leg.

Alex took one step forward, and he took a deep breath in shock as he realized that he could use his right foot!

How?!

Alex balanced on his left leg as he moved his right foot in the air.

Full mobility!

No awkwardness!

Whoooosh!

performed a roundhouse kick, and

just like back when

'What the hell?!'

tried out his right leg some more as he jumped and

with a sigh. 'There's no way my foot is actually healed. Even if it had been healed, there should be some minor awkwardness in my movement, and some of

obviously a

BOOOOM!

rang throughout the hall, coming from Alex's front! The sound was so loud that Alex's

shockwave didn't

damn time!" an angry

his head

voice repeated, obviously working itself into a rage. "Every time I get a soul from

his head and looked towards

the young

hard to see

hear him? It sounds

the voice said with annoyance. "How about, one time, one of you guys just walks forward? How about, one time, one of you

the origin of the voice, but there was nothing around

really that young

you guys, and every damn time, you do the same fucking thing!" the

moving from side to side, but it

my body?" the man shouted

his right arm to imitate someone speaking,' Alex thought as he concentrated on the throne

BANG!

Alex managed to barely

was even more shocking than the

Why?

had seen what had caused the

lifted his right arm and then

then, something

the throne moved inward

just a bit

And the explosion?

the

mere act of slamming one's fist down on an armrest had thrown Alex to the ground from a distance of

That was insane!

to describe, but barely any time had passed in reality.

say the same fucking words! You always say 'excuse me'! Can't you say something else for a change?! Can't at least one of you guys say 'hello' or 'good morning' or 'fuck you' or

still couldn't deal with the

that's impossible. This must be a dream!' he

Whoooop!

a second, Alex stood barely half a meter in

young man growled with narrowed eyes. "I dare you! Think that one more time! See what

reason, Alex felt terrified

young man sitting on a throne, but for some reason, Alex felt like he had to be very careful right

nervously into the eyes of the young

I say

a couple

he said, all his rage gone. "Do go on ahead. I want to

Alex gulped.

obviously a dream,"

man asked as he leaned back. The distant back of the throne moved

pointed at the back of the throne.

does," the man said

know how

"Like this."

Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!

into the distance. The throne was even waving around like one of these wacky inflatable arm tube men on

Surprisingly, Alex stayed calm.

Alex said calmly.

stopped, and the young man wrinkled

is

SHING!

right foot was cut off at his ankle, just like

young man didn't even