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.

it wanted to watch, it

didn't care

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

he sat down

the spot he

this indent had appeared when he had remained on that exact same spot for

towards the ground in the

Silence.

sure what he was

sure what he

was he

minor incident as the

that he couldn't even get over

Silence.

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

and

on his bed, he felt like something

similar to the time he had run from that

like everything around him

inside his room, but he still felt like

for so long that it became impossible

beast could suddenly assault him. Because of that,

here, he was perfectly

didn't

stress, and it became impossible

continued lying on his bed, one

how he

He remembered his exam.

his run-in

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

his first hunt in

remembered meeting the Storm

killing the General

sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake just

run-in

with the

The students…

scene, he felt like he had

They were just kids.

to steal from him, but they were

would have

hadn't needed to go

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

But that third student.

image of the bloodied

should be was only a pool

flesh were seemingly

kept popping up as

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

words echoed throughout

and he had even

Shang

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

Shang didn't

this world, cruelty

kindness were akin

wanted to survive and become powerful in this world, he would need to kill off his empathy

get rid

feelings