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!

found it a bit weird to refer

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

There were about 50.

these 50 students represented the best

The best hunters.

The best officers.

The best soldiers.

best in

of them were the best when it came to

best students in the

there was one

of the 50 students wore red

was nearly

were barely any red uniforms in the academy, but nearly

Shang quickly

had five spots and that he could only take five people of

Vice-Dean wouldn't only look at the

were

there were several students of the Intermediate, Late, and Preparation Grade

grade, he was the reason why there

moment,

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

almost like they are completely separate from the other

can't learn the actual techniques of the school, but we still mingle with other students and share lessons. But the red uniforms are

the most

as he saw so many red uniforms, he

focus on

was like they were the

"Shang?"

looked over at Astor, who looked at him with

"Yes?" Shang asked.

are you doing

received and showed it to Astor.

shock and

It was real.

But how?

he also

was very young, but since he was so young, he

an emblem, one

but he also knew that Shang definitely wasn't

to know about the

Shang was weak.

basically nothing about the

Shang manage to

actually some hidden progeny of a foreign

the son of the King

Vice-Deans and the Dean didn't make any exceptions for anyone unless the

True Mages

as surprised as you," Shang