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!

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

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

There were about 50.

the best of the best

The best hunters.

The best officers.

The best soldiers.

in

were the best when it came to using

best students in the

was one very surprising

of the 50 students wore

nearly

academy,

quickly

and that he could

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

which was understandable. They were still too

there were several students of the Intermediate, Late,

the Vice-Dean had five spots per grade, he was the reason why there were 15 red uniforms

that moment, Shang

other students. They rarely talk, and they rarely visit other lessons.

almost like they are completely separate

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

are the most numerous

noticed it previously, but as he saw so many red uniforms, he noticed

put special focus

was like they were the most

"Shang?"

at Astor, who

"Yes?" Shang asked.

are you doing

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

and confusion at the

It was real.

But how?

but he also knew very

since he was so young, he was also far weaker than the

order to get an emblem, one needed to be among

liked Shang, but he also knew

have been here long enough to learn everything was to know about the

Shang was weak.

knew basically nothing about the theoretical

did Shang manage

actually some hidden

he was the son of the King of the Skythunder

didn't make any exceptions for anyone unless the other side

True Mages were no

as surprised as you," Shang