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

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

Shang was done showering, he sat

spot he had just sat

had remained on that exact

towards the ground in the

Silence.

wasn't sure what he

wasn't sure what he was

was he

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

that he couldn't even get

Silence.

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

and

silently lay on his bed, he felt like

he had run from

like everything around him could kill

his room,

remained in the wilderness for so long

beast could suddenly assault him. Because of that, he

here, he was perfectly

didn't

mind was taut with stress, and it

continued lying on his bed, one scene after the

remembered how

He remembered his exam.

his run-in

remembered the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

his first hunt in the Wild

meeting the

the General Stage Vanishing

the sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake

his run-in with the other

run-in with

The students…

mind replayed that scene, he felt like

They were just kids.

wanted to steal from him, but they were just

up would

to go

to terms with the first two students. After all, his interaction with them had ended very

But that third student.

of

face should be was only a pool

severed flesh were seemingly swimming around inside

up as it tried

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

words echoed throughout Shang's

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

replayed in full, Shang felt a

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

the worst part was that Shang didn't

this world, cruelty

kindness were akin to

world,

to get

feelings didn't