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,

didn't care

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

done showering, he sat down on

spot he had just

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

the ground

Silence.

what he was

wasn't sure what

he

the point of becoming more powerful if such a minor incident as the run-in with the students caused him such

he really so weak that he couldn't even get over

Silence.

slowly slumped over until he lay on his

and strange to

his bed, he felt like something was

the time he had run from that one General Stage

everything around him could kill

there was nothing inside his room, but he still felt like he wasn't

in the wilderness for so long that it became impossible

beast could suddenly assault him. Because

here, he was

Shang didn't

with stress, and it became impossible to just

on his bed, one scene

remembered how he had

He remembered his exam.

his run-in with

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

hunt in the

the

remembered killing the General Stage

the sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck

run-in with the

with

The students…

Shang's mind replayed that scene, he felt like

They were just kids.

steal from him, but they were

up would have

hadn't needed to

still come to terms with the first two students. After all, his

But that third student.

of

face should be was only a pool

flesh were seemingly swimming around

up as

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed throughout

been in deep terror, and

scene replayed in full, Shang felt a pit appear in his

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

was that Shang

this world, cruelty

were akin to

and become powerful in this world,

to get rid

feelings didn't