Sword God in a World of Magic

Time seemingly froze as Alex's fist hit the young man's nose.

"Argh, fuck!" Alex suddenly shouted as he shook his fist. He looked at it and saw that his index and middle finger were broken.

Alex had just punched the nose of the young man, but it felt like he had punched a nail made of steel!

The young man only smirked viciously. "And that's exactly why I chose you!" he said. By now, his voice sounded calm but arrogant.

Alex looked with shock at the young man.

What the hell was going on?!

"Any normal person," the young man said as he gestured grandly to his hall, "who saw what you have seen would cower before me in fear. Everything I have shown up to now, my power over space, my ability to cut off your leg in an instant, even this very hall would have sent awe, fear, terror, and respect into anyone's heart."

"However!" the man shouted, his voice sounding pleased. "You are not like a normal person. No, you are different."

The man took a step forward as Alex began sweating. His fight or flight instincts kicked in. Usually, he always chose fight, but in this instant, he felt like flight was a better alternative.

"Everyone else would have thrown themselves at my knees, begging me to not play with their lives any longer."

Another step.

"That's so boring," the man said with a neutral expression. "I want excitement, fighting, someone that doesn't take shit from anyone."

"I want chaos!" the man said with a smirk as he looked deeply into Alex's eyes.

Alex gulped.

"Chosen for what?" Alex asked, trying to hide the panic in his voice.

"Chosen to change the world!" the man said with a smirk. Then, he chuckled a bit, turned around, and walked back to his throne, which had just appeared behind him. He sat down and looked at Alex again with a smirk, just like back when Alex had first arrived here.

Alex remained silent for a couple of seconds as he calmed down, trying to analyze the situation.

'Obviously, this isn't a dream. The pain is too real, and now that I take the possibility that this is real into account, I also notice that my thoughts are too orderly. Usually, in a dream, I never notice that it's a dream since a big part of my brain is asleep.'

'I have to throw these preconceived notions of what counts as reality out of my mind and learn to accept that this is all real.'

Alex looked at the man sitting in front of him.

'And that means that he's also real. What is he? He can't be a normal human.'

"Finally, you are actually thinking about your current situation," the man said. "Took you long enough."

Now that Alex was calming down, he also noticed that this man had reacted to his thoughts several times.

he can read

might be beyond complex for you, but for me, it's not very complicated. Your mind and soul follow rules, and when something

took a

couldn't be sure about anything except

realized that this young man didn't want to kill or torture him. Otherwise, the young man wouldn't have spent so much time trying to demonstrate that Alex was

that my power far eclipses your own. You know that I

are not bowing down or licking my boots," the young man said with a chuckle.

man widened. "I really made a good

but what

man chuckled and leaned back

Whoom!

Alex appeared in a dark

he had just dreamed all of this, but that thought quickly died when he noticed

you died," the man said

deep breath and

he saw made his insides

front of him, in the dark

Alex's memories of his

Alex. Currently, only these two corpses lay in the

remember what had killed him but judging by the appearance of the

he saw you kill his friend, he charged over with a crowbar,

looked at the two corpses with

the head, while you also died from a hit to the head. You

want this," Alex said slowly. "I didn't want to kill him. I only

man chuckled. "And that's exactly why this situation is so entertaining. There are so many people willing to kill someone, and such a thing is simple. However,

blame. A tragedy has happened, but no one is

have also died, and you also were in a dangerous situation. They can't blame you. Will they blame the young man for his

no easy way out of this situation.

will happen now?"

pass through here during the night," the young man explained. "A middle-aged woman on the phone will notice your corpses in the morning and

his brows and moved his fingers a little bit. This gesture reminded

from here," the young man said absentmindedly. "However, he will be caught in about four weeks. Then,

a sentence

speech became slower as he concentrated

get back to the street and will

relaxed again as he

took

he could have said everything in an instant. If one were able

the young man had

was even

Whoop!