Sword God in a World of Magic

A month had passed since Alex arrived in this world.

For the first couple of days, Alex focused on finding a steady water source and scouted for places with fruit, berries, and nuts. He didn't know if this world followed the rules of needing different vitamins and minerals to be healthy, but he didn't want to find out while being in the wild.

After a couple of days, Alex found a river going through the valley's center, splitting the mountain range surrounding the valley in two. In the very center of the valley was a lake where the water gathered for a while before continuing down the river.

Alex had found a humongous dead tree there and planned to create a home for himself.

Alex had already used up all the fruits he had received from the hedgehog in a spree of self-destroying insanity. Luckily, he had gotten somewhat used to the torturous training, even if he still feared it.

Courage didn't mean being fearless but being able to overcome one's fears. Alex still feared the time when he would gain another set of fruits, but he knew that he could jump over his shadow when it was time.

The taste of power was irresistible for Alex. Even if the training was horrible and inhumane, the power he gained from it was worth it in his mind.

Alex used his desire for power as fuel to overcome his fear of pain.

Was something like that healthy?

That depended on one's circumstances and viewpoints.

Would such pain change a person?

Definitely.

However, different people changed differently when undergoing such torture.

How would Alex change?

That remained to be seen.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Alex stood in a clearing, constantly swinging his sword.

After a brief run-in with another set of wolves, Alex had realized that he wasn't very good at using his sword. Alex had always only fought with his body for his entire life, never with a true weapon. This made him very unaccustomed to fighting with an actual weapon.

Following that fight, Alex had decided to train with his sword more, and just shortly after training with his sword, Alex noticed something troublesome.

His triceps and back started to hurt quite quickly.

Alex had trained his entire body, but training everything equally was not always the correct choice.

A good example would be a climber. If someone had bulky legs, a bulky abdomen, and a bulky back, they would increase the strain on their hands and arms due to the added weight of muscles.

In that case, training everything equally would not only not help but even be detrimental to performance.

What about a swordfighter?

body, slowing down the speed of the fighter. Even more,

had to look at the videos of bulky men

a certain amount of power was still necessary across the entire body. Every muscle would be required in a fight. They were just used with different

would only give his entire body a

sword was not any less strenuous than training one's entire body. It

sword, Alex felt a huge part of his body burn with pain. On earth, someone would have long since stopped training since overtraining was just as bad as

there

his training, he jumped up a nearby tree

had been training like a madman, and it was

tree. With one jump, he could easily jump two meters into the air, even

had already broken the physical

the

later, Alex jumped down from the tree and walked to the edge

the middle. The tree was nearly three-meters-wide,

all, it was already dead, and the cold wind had

the hole in the tree were several pieces of

future hut. Every day, Alex would cut more wood and add to the

a difficult process to get them into the wooden boards. After all, stone was hard but brittle. If he just hammered the nails in, they

the holes with his sword

unstable and wonky, but it held up for now. As long as nothing touched the structure, and as long as the wind wasn't

went to a bench near the

old clothes had long since been ripped to pieces, including

new clothes were made

that such clothing looked wild and powerful, but in reality, it looked poor and

was already far superior to the previous ones. After all, Alex had gotten

would have thought that one of the essential skills of surviving in the cold

have to bother that much with sewing. He would only need to remain in the shade most of the time,

nearly as hard to make

on his clothes, Alex grabbed his

be impaired

sky. He couldn't see the sun, but he wouldn't

Why?

was covered in oppressive, cold,

ago, and Alex noticed that the weather was

would soon be

problem for Alex since warmth would be of

reach -20 to -40 degrees Celsius at

had an incredibly powerful body now, he knew that he couldn't

why Alex concentrated on becoming better at sewing and

major

and Alex's eyes narrowed as he