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

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

a

and he couldn't be sure about anything except that his life was probably

calmer than before. By now, he had 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

reality, and you know that my power far eclipses your own. You know that I could kill you like a fly if I

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

smirk of the young man widened.

his brows. "Okay, but

man chuckled and leaned back on

Whoom!

vanished as Alex appeared in

but that thought quickly died when he noticed the

the man said as he

took a deep breath and looked

made his insides

in the dark alleyway, were

of his

the other corpse belonged to Alex. Currently, only these two corpses lay in the alleyway. The

judging

explained. "When he saw you kill his friend, he charged over with a crowbar, and well, you can imagine the

two corpses with a

you also died from a hit to

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

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

blame. A tragedy has happened,

also were in a dangerous situation. They can't blame you. Will

easy way out of this situation.

happen

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

point, the young man furrowed his brows and moved his fingers a little bit. This gesture

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

will get a sentence of 25

man's speech became slower

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

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

that the young man

that was

Whoop!