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, it

just didn't care

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

done showering, he sat down on his

the spot

when he had remained on that exact

looked towards the ground

Silence.

wasn't sure what he was thinking

what

he even

such a minor incident as the run-in with the students

that he

Silence.

minutes, Shang slowly slumped over until he lay on

felt alien and

lay on his bed, he felt like something was pressing down on

time he had run from that one General Stage

everything around him

room, but he still felt like

so long that it became impossible to completely

suddenly assault him.

he was perfectly

didn't feel

stress, and it became impossible to just

Shang continued lying on his bed, one scene

remembered how he had

He remembered his exam.

his run-in with Stars

the

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

first hunt in the Wild

the Storm

remembered killing the

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

his run-in with the

run-in with the

The students…

that scene, he felt

They were just kids.

steal from him, but

up would

to go

with the first two students. After all, his interaction with them

But that third student.

image of the bloodied

face should be was

were seemingly swimming around inside

as it tried

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

words echoed throughout

terror, and he had even shouted for

full, Shang

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

that Shang didn't want to feel these

world,

were

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

to get rid of

his feelings didn't