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.

to watch,

didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

was done showering, he

in the spot he had just

that this indent had appeared when he had remained on that exact same spot for several days after the

looked towards the ground in the

Silence.

sure what he

sure what

was he

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

weak that he couldn't even get over

Silence.

some minutes, Shang slowly slumped over until he lay on his

alien and

bed, he felt like something was

very similar to the time he

was like everything around

was nothing inside his room, but

the wilderness for so long that it became impossible to

kind of beast could suddenly assault

here, he was

didn't feel

mind was taut with stress, and it became impossible

continued lying on his bed, one scene

remembered how he

He remembered his exam.

remembered his run-in

remembered the

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

remembered his first hunt in the

remembered meeting the

remembered killing the General Stage Vanishing

another Vanishing Snake just

his run-in

with the other

The students…

that scene, he felt like he had

They were just kids.

to steal from him, but they were just

them up would have

needed to

first two students. After all, his interaction with them

But that third student.

image of the

was only a pool

severed flesh were seemingly swimming around

as it tried to

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed

been in deep terror, and he

Shang felt a pit appear

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

Shang didn't

this world, cruelty

were akin to

to survive and become powerful in this world, he would need

get rid

his feelings didn't