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!

that Sword wanted to be called Sword. He found it a bit weird to refer to a sword as Sword, but if that was what

room and walked out towards the courtyard of the academy. It was still dark, but Shang could already

There were about 50.

the best of the best in

The best hunters.

The best officers.

The best soldiers.

were the best in theory regarding one of the

of them were the best when

were the best

one very surprising

the 50 students

nearly a

the academy, but nearly all of them had

Shang quickly realized

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

wouldn't only look at the

were no students from the Beginner Grade here, which was understandable. They were still too weak and too new. They wouldn't be

the Intermediate,

five spots per grade, he was the reason why there were 15 red uniforms

moment, Shang realized

other students. They rarely talk, and they rarely visit other lessons. They are also the

are completely separate from the other

the school, but we still mingle with other students and share lessons. But the red

now, they are the

previously, but as he saw so

special focus

like they were

"Shang?"

Astor, who looked

"Yes?" Shang asked.

doing

out the token he had received and showed it

shock and confusion at the

It was real.

But how?

also knew

so young, he was also far weaker than the

one needed to

but he also knew that Shang definitely wasn't

couldn't have been here long enough to learn everything was to know about the surroundings.

Shang was weak.

basically nothing about the theoretical

how did Shang manage to get

hidden progeny of

son of the King

and the Dean didn't make any exceptions for anyone unless the other side could be a

Mages were

just as surprised as you,"