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

didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

done showering, he sat down

in the spot he had

remained on

the ground

Silence.

what

wasn't sure what he was

he

such a minor incident as the run-in with the

he couldn't even get over something

Silence.

Shang slowly slumped over until he lay on his

and strange

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

he had run from that

around him could

knew that there was nothing inside his room, but he still

for so long that it became impossible to completely

the wilderness, any kind of beast could suddenly assault him. Because of that, he had to

here, he was

Shang didn't

stress, and it became

his bed, one

how

He remembered his exam.

his run-in with

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

his first hunt

the Storm

remembered killing the General Stage

attack of another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck

his run-in with the other

run-in with

The students…

felt

They were just kids.

they wanted to steal from him, but they were just

them up would have

needed to go that

the first two students. After all, his interaction

But that third student.

of the bloodied

was only a

were seemingly swimming around inside

popping up as it tried

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed

terror, and he had even shouted

full, Shang felt

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

Shang didn't want to feel

world, cruelty was

kindness were akin

become powerful in this world, he would need to

get rid

feelings