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

didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

showering, he sat down on his

in the spot he

he had remained on that exact

looked towards the ground in

Silence.

sure what he

what he was

he even

was the point of becoming more powerful if such a minor incident as the run-in

he couldn't even get over something

Silence.

until he lay

alien and

silently lay on his bed, he

the time he had

around him could kill

room, but he still felt

the wilderness for so long that

beast could suddenly assault him.

he was perfectly

didn't

and

continued lying on his bed, one

remembered how he

He remembered his exam.

his run-in

remembered the

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

his first hunt in the

remembered meeting the

killing the General Stage Vanishing

the sudden attack of another Vanishing

run-in with the other

run-in with the other

The students…

Shang's mind replayed that scene, he felt like he had

They were just kids.

from him, but

up would have

hadn't needed to

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

But that third student.

image of the bloodied

should be was only a pool

of severed flesh were seemingly swimming

kept popping up as

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

echoed throughout Shang's

terror, and he

full, Shang felt a pit appear

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

was that Shang didn't want

this world, cruelty

were

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

to get rid

feelings