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, it

didn't care

It was unimportant.

It was pointless.

done showering, he sat

indent in the spot he had

appeared when he had remained on that

looked towards the ground in

Silence.

wasn't sure what he

sure what he

was he

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

so weak that he couldn't

Silence.

slumped over until he lay on his

felt alien and strange

silently lay on his bed, he felt like something was pressing down on

similar to the time he

around him could

his room,

for so long that it

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

here, he was

didn't

with stress, and it became impossible to

lying on his bed, one scene after

remembered how

He remembered his exam.

run-in

the Caterpillar

He remembered Astor.

He remembered Sarah.

his first hunt in the

remembered meeting the

killing the General

survived the sudden attack of another Vanishing Snake

his run-in with the

with the

The students…

he felt like

They were just kids.

they wanted to steal from him, but

them up would

to go

first two students. After all, his interaction with them

But that third student.

of the bloodied

should be was only a pool

severed flesh were

as it tried

"I'm sorry."

"Help."

"Mommy."

words echoed throughout

been in deep terror, and he had even

replayed in full, Shang felt a

He felt horrible.

He felt guilty.

worst part was that Shang didn't want to feel

world,

kindness were akin

this world, he would need to kill off his

to get rid

his feelings