Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang only looked at his bed for several seconds.

By now, Shang could feel tiredness envelop his mind. His eyelids were becoming heavy, and he felt his mind become distracted by random thoughts.

The bloodied face returned again.

But this time, Shang didn't push it away.

It felt too troublesome.

When was the last time he had slept?

Shang had no idea, but he guessed that it had been some time during his journey to Warrior's Paradise.

As someone from Earth, Shang was used to sleeping every single day.

Because of that, the last two or three weeks felt like one single long day to Shang.

During the morning, he had arrived in Warrior's Paradise.

During noon, he had trained in the techniques in the booklet.

During the afternoon, he had met his class, and he had gone hunting.

During the evening, Shang had nearly killed three kids.

And during the night, he had gone out to one more hunt.

And now, he was here.

It was one incredibly long day.

So many things had happened.

Shang had unlocked three new parts of his Affinity.

Shang had earned the money to upgrade his weapon.

Shang had killed his first General Stage beast.

Shang had learned a lot about Mages and the Caterpillar Class.

It was so much, and it had all happened over the span of two or three weeks.

Yet, during this moment, Shang felt like everything had happened today.

It felt weird.

Shang slowly pulled off his dirty uniform. He had received several sets of uniforms, but he had only worn two of them.

As Shang's mind slowly went towards the thought of sleeping, out of habit, he started walking over to the bucket.

Then, he held it above his head and tilted it.

Water quickly came out of the bucket, washing all over his body.

When was the last time Shang had showered?

Some time this week? Last week?

The silent and dark room seemingly reflected Shang's emotions.

It felt empty.

It felt like he had hit a low point in his life.

The bloodied face kept watching him.

Shang didn't bother with it.

wanted to watch,

just didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

done showering, he

the spot he had

when he had remained on that exact same spot for several days after

the ground in the

Silence.

sure what

wasn't sure what he was

was he

if such a minor incident as the run-in with the students caused

that he couldn't

Silence.

some minutes, Shang slowly slumped over until he lay on

and strange to

his bed, he felt like

felt very similar to the time he had run

around him

inside his room, but he still felt

the wilderness for so long that it became impossible

of beast could suddenly assault him. Because of that, he had to

he was

Shang didn't

mind was taut with stress, and it became impossible to

lying on his bed,

how he had

He remembered his exam.

run-in with

remembered the

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

his first hunt in the

the Storm

the

attack of another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck

his run-in with the other

run-in with the other

The students…

that scene, he felt like he had

They were just kids.

they wanted to steal from him, but they were just

up would have

needed to

two students. After all, his interaction with them had ended very

But that third student.

image of the bloodied

should be was only

flesh were

as it tried to

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed

in deep terror, and he had even shouted for

full, Shang felt

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

was that Shang didn't

this world, cruelty was

kindness were akin to

world, he

get rid of

his feelings didn't