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.

that he can read my

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 power

a

be

By now, he had realized that this young man didn't want to kill or torture him. Otherwise, the young man wouldn't

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

young man said with a chuckle. "Instead, you

the young man widened. "I really made a

furrowed his brows. "Okay, but

man chuckled and leaned back

Whoom!

as Alex appeared in a dark

thought quickly died when

died," the man said as he gestured to the

a deep

he saw made his

him, in the dark alleyway,

of his death

had accidentally killed, while the other corpse belonged to Alex. Currently, only these two corpses lay in the alleyway. The injured

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

a friend for insurance in case something went wrong," the young man explained. "When he saw you kill his

looked at the two

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

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

kill someone, and such a thing is simple. However, when you accidentally kill

there is complexity. Now, there is no one you can truly blame. A tragedy

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 this

out of this situation. That's

happen now?"

not many people pass through here during the night," the young man explained. "A middle-aged woman on the phone will notice your corpses

his fingers a little bit. This gesture reminded Alex of someone that was

into a different city, relatively far from here," the young man said absentmindedly. "However, he will be caught in about four weeks. Then, he will stand trial for first-degree murder, but he will only

get a

young man's speech

back to the

again as he leaned

Alex took a

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

young man

that was even more

Whoop!