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, it

just didn't

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

he sat down on

indent in the spot

knew that this indent had appeared when he had remained on that exact same spot for several days after the

looked towards the ground in

Silence.

sure what he was

sure what he was

he

minor incident as

he

Silence.

slowly slumped over until he lay on his bed

felt alien and strange

he felt like something

very similar to the time he had run from that one

everything around him

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

remained in the wilderness for so long that

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

he

Shang didn't feel

was taut with stress, and it became impossible to

Shang continued lying on his bed,

how he

He remembered his exam.

run-in with

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

remembered his first hunt in the Wild

remembered meeting the Storm

remembered killing the

sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake

run-in with the

with

The students…

mind replayed that scene, he felt like he

They were just kids.

to steal from him,

would have

hadn't needed to go that

the first two students. After all, his interaction with

But that third student.

of

was only a

were seemingly swimming

as it tried to

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

words echoed throughout Shang's

deep terror, and he had even shouted

the scene replayed in full, Shang felt a

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

worst part was that Shang didn't want

this world, cruelty

were akin

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

to get

feelings