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!

accepted that Sword wanted to be called Sword. He found it a bit weird to refer to a

academy. It was still dark,

There were about 50.

represented the best of the best

The best hunters.

The best officers.

The best soldiers.

in theory

the best when it came to

the best students

there was one very surprising

the 50

nearly

red uniforms in the academy, but

Shang quickly realized

five spots and that he could only take

Vice-Dean wouldn't only look at the Advanced Grade. What about the Intermediate

the Beginner Grade here, which was understandable. They were still

the Intermediate, Late,

Vice-Dean had five spots per grade, he was the reason why there

that moment, Shang realized

other students. They rarely talk, and they rarely visit other lessons. They are also the only ones that have a

almost like they are completely

of the school, but we still mingle with other students and share lessons. But the red uniforms are basically like

now, they are the

it previously, but as he saw so

put special focus on

they were the most

"Shang?"

looked over at Astor, who looked at him

"Yes?" Shang asked.

you doing here?"

out the token he had received and showed it to Astor. "I got

and

It was real.

But how?

also

since he was so young, he was also

emblem, one needed to be

also knew that

to learn everything was to know about the surroundings. That meant that he also couldn't

Shang was weak.

nothing about the

Shang manage to

some hidden

son of the King of the

for anyone unless the other side

Mages

as surprised as you," Shang