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,

just didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

he sat

an indent in the spot he had just

this indent had appeared when he had remained on

towards the

Silence.

wasn't sure what he

what he was

he

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

really so weak that he

Silence.

he lay on his

and strange to

Shang silently lay on his bed, he felt like

similar to the time he had run from that one General

was like everything around him could kill

there was nothing inside his room, but he

in the wilderness for so long that it

kind of beast could suddenly assault

he was

Shang didn't feel

taut with stress, and it became impossible to just let

bed, one scene after

remembered how he

He remembered his exam.

remembered his run-in with Stars

remembered the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

remembered his first hunt in the Wild

the Storm

killing the General Stage Vanishing

sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck and

his run-in with the other

run-in with the other

The students…

mind replayed that scene, he felt like he had fallen into a

They were just kids.

wanted to steal from him, but

them up would have been

hadn't needed to go

with the first two students.

But that third student.

of the bloodied

the face should be was only a

were seemingly swimming around inside

up as it tried to

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed throughout Shang's

deep terror, and he had even shouted for his

in full, Shang felt

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

the worst part was that Shang didn't want

world,

and kindness were akin to

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

had to get rid of

his feelings