Shen_02

This world is about swords everything about them makeup you: how rich you are, your pride and your dignity.
 Not having one is like not being even alive, so what happens if you won't don't have one. Well that, unfortunately, happened to the very soul Eader. 
After losing his mom to some kidnappers and having hefty hospital bill to pay, he makes his way to Sawarts school for swordsmen and swordswomen.
 There he will find all types of things happening to him.
 How will he go through, with the stick given to him by a perverse, rich, old man? 
Everybody has a sword unless you have Swordancia.

Swordancia

Eader moved up and was preparing everything for himself to get ready for his next trial: to go train with Gramps. He was still a bot puzzled by what had happened earlier with his conversation with the detective, it also left him with a bad stomach.

I can tell that man will do something to intervene, but he said nothing.

He gave an irritated look as he was jogging on the pavement, he saw the house in the distance and started to run faster. He knocked at the door. A wild entities appeared in front of him, it was the old man. He stroked his beard and chuckled, "hello."

He gave an old mystifying present when he entered, lighting him up. However, it came to a quick close as he starts to splutter and cough everywhere, the spit was launched around like a fountain and Eader gave low look.

Chapter 100: Deja vu