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 care

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

Shang was done showering, he sat down on

an indent in the spot he had just sat

had appeared when he had remained on that exact same

towards the ground in the

Silence.

what he

what he was

he

more powerful if such a minor incident as the run-in

he really so weak that he couldn't even

Silence.

minutes, Shang slowly slumped over until he lay on his bed for the

felt alien and strange

his bed, he felt like something was

similar to the time he had run from that one General

like everything around him could kill

there was nothing inside his room, but he still

in the wilderness for so long

assault him. Because of that, he

here, he was

didn't

mind was taut with stress, and

lying on his bed, one scene after the other

remembered how he

He remembered his exam.

his run-in

remembered the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

hunt in the

meeting the Storm

the General

sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck

run-in with

with the other

The students…

replayed that scene, he felt like

They were just kids.

to steal from him, but they were just

would have

needed to

still come to terms with the first two students.

But that third student.

image of the

face should be was only

of severed flesh were seemingly swimming

popping up as

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

words echoed

had been in deep terror, and he had even shouted for his

in full, Shang felt a pit appear

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

Shang didn't want

world,

kindness were

powerful in this world, he would need to kill off his

get

his feelings