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,

didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

Shang was done showering, he sat down on his

indent in the spot he had

had remained on that exact same spot for several

towards the ground

Silence.

what he was

what

he

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

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

Silence.

over until he lay on his bed for

alien and strange

on his bed, he felt like something was pressing

very similar to the time he had run from that one

around

knew that there was nothing inside his room, but he

so long that it became impossible to completely

any kind of beast could suddenly assault

here, he was perfectly

didn't

mind was taut with stress, and it

lying on his bed, one scene

remembered how he had

He remembered his exam.

his run-in with Stars

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

hunt

meeting the

remembered killing the General

he had survived the sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck and

remembered his run-in with

with the other

The students…

replayed that scene, he felt like he

They were just kids.

they wanted to steal from him, but they were

up would have

to go that

two students. After all, his interaction

But that third student.

image of the

be was only a pool of

severed flesh were seemingly swimming

up as it tried

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed

in deep terror, and he had

full, Shang felt

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

the worst part was that Shang

world, cruelty was

and kindness were

to survive and become powerful in this world, he

had to get rid of

feelings didn't