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,

just didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

done showering, he sat down on his

in the spot he

indent had appeared when he had remained on that exact same spot for several days

only looked towards the

Silence.

wasn't sure what he was thinking

wasn't sure what he was

he even

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

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

Silence.

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

and

his bed, he

he had

around him

there was nothing inside his room, but he still felt

for so long that

assault him. Because

he was

Shang didn't feel

stress, and it became impossible to just

Shang continued lying on his bed, one

how

He remembered his exam.

run-in with

the

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

remembered his first hunt in

the Storm

killing the General Stage Vanishing

another Vanishing Snake just due to sheer luck and his

run-in with the

with the

The students…

replayed that scene, he felt like he

They were just kids.

from him, but they

them up would have

hadn't needed to

to terms with the first two students. After all,

But that third student.

of the bloodied

was only a

were

as it

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed throughout

student had been in deep terror, and he had

full, Shang felt a

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

part was that Shang didn't

this world,

and kindness were

this world, he would need

had to get

his feelings