Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang opened his eyes deep in the night. Due to the Day of Chaos, Shang had decided to sleep again.

The last couple of days had already been a pain. The bloodied face had returned from time to time in the last couple of days. It wasn't nearly as bad as back then, but it was still very noticeable.

The last night had been horrible. Just like before, Shang felt his entire world break down as he tried to sleep. Everything had appeared hopeless and senseless.

But, eventually, Shang managed to go to sleep.

He wasn't sure what he had dreamt about, but he was pretty sure that he had dreamt of something bad.

Why?

Because Shang found spots of blood on his bed.

He guessed that he had probably scratched himself bloody during his sleep, and due to his high tolerance for pain, he didn't even wake up.

However, as a new day began, Shang felt much better.

Last night, he had felt horrible, which stood in stark contrast to how Shang felt right now.

He was alert and full of energy.

Shang stood up, showered, and shaved.

After getting dressed, Shang looked at his bed.

It was filled with dried blood, and it smelled quite badly.

He had done that.

'Moment of weakness,' Shang thought. 'I have to get used to the crueler side of the world. The more used I get to everything, the easier my life will become.'

Shang kept looking at the bloodstains.

To him, it felt like he was leaving his old self behind.

Shang dissociated from his past self last night.

"Well, doesn't matter. Let's go," Shang said to Sword.

Yes, that was the name of Shang's sword, Sword.

After they had trained a couple of times, Shang had found out that he didn't know Sword's name, which was why he had asked.

Sword simply said that it was a sword, and it wanted to be called as such.

Shang had asked why Sword didn't want a unique name.

Sword's answer was that its name would eventually be unique.

One day, if someone said the word sword, they would think of Sword.

It was not a sword.

It was the Sword!

He found it a bit weird to refer to a sword as Sword, but

of the academy. It was still dark, but Shang could already see

There were about 50.

students represented the best of the best in

The best hunters.

The best officers.

The best soldiers.

them were the best in theory regarding one

when it came

best students in

there was one very surprising

50 students wore

was nearly a

were barely any red uniforms in the academy, but nearly all

quickly realized

Vice-Dean had said that he had five spots and that he could only take five people of the Advanced

course, the Vice-Dean wouldn't only look at the Advanced

was understandable. They were still

students of the Intermediate, Late,

he was the reason why there were 15 red uniforms

moment, Shang realized

uniforms are only very rarely amongst other students. They rarely talk, and they rarely visit other lessons. They are

like they are completely

the actual techniques of the school, but we still

are the most numerous students

as he saw so many red

academy put special focus on

like they were the

"Shang?"

over at Astor, who

"Yes?" Shang asked.

are you doing

the token he had received and showed it

shock and confusion at the

It was real.

But how?

but he also knew very well of Shang's

very young, but since he was so young, he

to get an emblem, one needed

but he also knew that Shang definitely

and he couldn't have been here long enough to learn everything was to know about the surroundings. That meant that he also couldn't

Shang was weak.

nothing about

Shang manage to get

some hidden progeny of

of

make any exceptions for anyone unless the

True Mages were

was just as surprised as you,"