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.

to watch,

just didn't care

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

showering, he sat down on

spot he

knew that this indent had appeared when he had remained on that exact

looked towards the

Silence.

what he

what he

was he

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

weak that he

Silence.

he lay on his bed for

felt alien and

on his bed, he

felt very similar to the time he had run from that

like everything around him

inside his room, but he still felt like

in the wilderness for so

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

he

didn't feel

taut with stress, and

Shang continued lying on his bed, one scene after

remembered how he

He remembered his exam.

remembered his run-in with

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

first hunt

the

the

another Vanishing Snake just

remembered his run-in with

run-in with

The students…

mind replayed that scene, he felt like he had fallen

They were just kids.

to steal from

would have

to

two students. After all, his

But that third student.

of

the face should be was only a pool

severed flesh were seemingly swimming around

as

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed

and he had even shouted

Shang

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

part was that Shang

world, cruelty was

were akin

in this world, he would need to kill

to get rid of

feelings