Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang decided to take a shower first before anything else. He probably smelled horrible, and his old clothing was sticking to him, which was annoying.

Before today, he hadn't really bothered with how dirty his clothes felt since he hadn't had many alternatives, but now, he had.

Shang put his old clothes to the corner of the room and tilted the magic bucket.

Sure enough, as soon as he tilted it, a lot of water came out. It wasn't flowing incredibly fast, but there was quite a lot of water.

Shang had taken baths before in this world but never a real shower. Back on Earth, he had exclusively showered since it was faster and since he loved the feeling of cold water running down his body.

It felt a bit weird to have no soap available, but he had to learn to live with that.

After Shang was done with the shower, he looked at his hair. He contemplated cutting it, but he had only been here for half a year. Right now, his hair was a bit too long for his liking, but it wasn't overly bad.

Then, Shang touched his face to feel his beard.

Sure enough, the growth of his beard could, at best, be called spread out. Additionally, he had that typical teenage mustache with these thin hairs.

Shang took his sword and tried to shave, the keyword being tried.

The sword just didn't want to cut him.

"Come on. I only want to cut off some hairs," Shang said to his sword.

His sword didn't react.

"Come on. Just become sharp," Shang said, lightly tapping his arm with his sword.

of

with his sword, but he only received confusing or angry feelings. The sword either had no idea what he

powerful enough to communicate with him effectively. Just like a newborn, the best the sword could do was to show some vague signals about how it was feeling

long hair, but I don't like this stupid, tiny

I can buy a knife with gold, and while I'm at it,

uniforms and was about to pick up the green

But then, he stopped.

a frown. "I'm not really a

and put it

clothes that don't feel dirty as fuck," Shang said after putting on his

a bit to get a feel for the weight. No real armor was visible from the outside when looking

itself, which

had long gone above anything possible on Earth. Shang could break a huge number of world records

very uncomfortable for long periods, but here, it was only a matter of time until he got used

different from putting on a normal jacket. He felt the weight, but he could ignore it after a

as he saw the socks. "Been a while since I've

"And actual shoes, wow."

rings made of fabric hanging from

Shang's sword, he had to carry it differently. Usually, one-handed swords were supposed to be worn at the side since that would give quick and easy

to be put on Shang's

it was far too thin for one. That

slit that was his window, but he couldn't really tell how late it was. He saw the light coming through

his room for the first time

outside. He went over to the stairs and

could really look

separated by fences but lines. There was basically no flora in the academy, and there were only a couple of beasts. However, these beasts were inside special arenas, and they were