Shang had just finished his last match.

The long trial was finally over.

After 22 fights, excluding the executions, Shang had finally finished the trial.

But at this moment, Shang didn't even think about the trial.

He only thought about his Affinity.

'Entropy?' Shang thought as his last eye looked at his remaining arm.

Silence.

'What kind of Affinity is this?!'

What did Shang think about when he realized his Affinity?

The power?

The potential?

The uses?

No, Shang was thinking about something else.

Shang had tried to convince himself that all his opponents had to die for his goal.

They all had to die!

Yet, why was Shang even trying to convince himself?

If he truly thought that, he wouldn't need to convince himself.

He would just accept that everyone had to die and would do it.

Why put so much energy into convincing himself?

It was hard to acknowledge, but right now, Shang realized that he hadn't truly believed that sentence.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be feeling as he was feeling right now.

Just mere moments ago, Shang felt like he had a choice.

It had been his choice to act this cruelly towards everyone opposing him.

But now that his choice had been taken away, he felt a feeling of regret.

'How am I supposed to interact with anyone when I am the very antithesis of their existence, their goals, and dreams?'

'Fire can destroy, but it also leaves behind nutrients that plants use. Additionally, we couldn't even survive without the sun.'

'Water and Earth can destroy, but they are the very basis for life.'

'Wind brings movement into the world. Additionally, oxygen is also important for life.'

'Ice? So what if it's cold? There are enough animals that can live in a tundra.'

'All our bodies use lightning to function.'

'Metal? Who doesn't need iron and magnesium for their body?'

'Light is just life, and darkness can also protect.'

'Entropy?'

'What can Entropy do?'

is the antithesis of

Entropy, nothing is

space has

time has

there

that

'There is just nothing!'

remained silent as he looked at the ground

become

start destroying

Shang wasn't sure what he was

but he didn't know what he was thinking

knew that he

he was trying to

trying to make sense of

He didn't know.

But, eventually, Shang sighed.

his back as he held his last arm towards the sun

looked at

This arm couldn't create.

It could only destroy.

rise to power affect

'I don't know.'

looked at his arm for a

Then, Shang sighed again.

overthinking all of this. I don't

mean, I can still help others,

is that something

sure. I mean, I am thinking about these things right now. If I didn't care, I

Silence.

looked at

'I don't know.'

"Finally done moping around?"

barely managed to move

It was the jester!

that always struck the bell

was standing beside

now, it looked like a

put a lot of work into this puppet! Don't call it a cheap machine!" the jester shouted with

eye widened in

He didn't say that.

He only thought-

'Oh. It's him.'

jester said with a wide and creepy grin. "I always had

to disagree with the God

you here?"

smirk. "This is my world. I can do whatever

silent for

"I noticed," Shang said.

implication in the way he said

as he walked around Shang's atrophied body, every step making

Is that it?" the jester asked with a wide

Shang didn't answer.

as he loudly laughed. "Then be mad! It won't change

he didn't even think

nothing Shang could

just like the Storm

Storm Eagle

Why did Shang exist?

Shang

was Shang's purpose

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