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.

mean that he can read

beyond complex for you, but for me, it's not very complicated. Your mind and soul follow rules, and when something follows rules, you can extrapolate what this something does at any given time, assuming you have the processing

took a

these past minutes, and he couldn't be sure about anything except that his life was probably about to change

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

man said with a smirk. "You know that this is reality, and you know that my power far eclipses your own. You know that I could kill you like a fly if I so

or licking my boots," the young man said with a chuckle. "Instead, you are still talking

man widened. "I really made a good

"Okay, but what happened?" Alex asked

and leaned back on his throne. "Death,"

Whoom!

hall vanished as Alex appeared in

a second, Alex thought that he had just dreamed all of this, but that thought quickly

the man said as he

deep breath

he saw made his insides

front of him, in the dark alleyway, were two

Alex's memories of his death

was of the man he had accidentally killed, while the other corpse belonged to Alex. Currently, only these two corpses lay in the alleyway. The injured dog had either fallen

did I die?" Alex asked. He couldn't remember what had killed him but judging by the appearance of the back of his own head, he could make

in case something went wrong," the young man explained. "When he saw you kill his friend, he charged over with a crowbar, and well, you

looked at the two corpses

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

"I didn't want to

young 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, when you accidentally kill

no one you can truly blame. A tragedy has happened, but no one is at fault, no one to get

of this young man do? Will they blame you? However, you have also died, and you also were in a dangerous situation. They can't blame you. Will they blame the young man for his actions? A little, but does something like

out of this situation. That's what makes this so

will happen

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

the young man furrowed his brows and moved his fingers a little bit. This gesture reminded Alex of someone that was calculating something in

about four weeks. Then, he will stand trial for first-degree murder,

will get a sentence

young man's speech became slower as he concentrated

sentence, he will get back to the

again as he

took a

didn't know the future. Otherwise, he could have said everything in an instant. If one were able

that the young man had simply

was even more

Whoop!