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

mortal human life might be 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

took a

in these past minutes, and he couldn't be sure about anything except

realized that this young man didn't want to kill or torture him.

said with a smirk. "You know that this is reality, and you know that my power far eclipses

young man said with a chuckle. "Instead, you are still talking

of the young man widened. "I

"Okay, but

back on his throne. "Death,"

Whoom!

hall vanished as Alex appeared

a second, Alex thought that he had just dreamed all of this, but that thought quickly died when he noticed the gigantic throne

you died," the man said as

deep breath and looked

saw made his insides

him, in the dark alleyway,

memories of

corpse belonged to Alex. Currently, only these two corpses lay in the alleyway. The injured dog had either fallen asleep, had died, or had lost consciousness.

I die?" Alex asked. He couldn't remember what had killed him but judging by the appearance

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

looked at the two corpses with a complex

a hit to the head, while you also died from

said slowly. "I didn't want to kill him. I

exactly why this situation is so entertaining. There are so many people willing to kill someone, and such

you can truly blame. A tragedy has happened, but no one is

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,

easy way out of

happen

the entire night since not many people pass through here during the night," the young man explained. "A middle-aged woman on the phone

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

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 be convicted of second-degree murder since he

a sentence

the young man's speech became slower as

finished his sentence, he will get back to the street and will eventually die

young man relaxed again

Alex took a deep

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

that the young man had simply calculated

that was even

Whoop!