Sword God in a World of Magic

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?'

the antithesis of everything we

Entropy, nothing is

movement, space has

change, time has become

that there is no

means that

'There is just nothing!'

as he looked at the

if I become more powerful?

destroying

a while, Shang wasn't sure what he

thinking about something, but he didn't know

knew that he was

he was trying to untangle this web

trying to make sense of his

He didn't know.

But, eventually, Shang sighed.

flipped himself over to lay on his back as he held his last arm towards

only looked

This arm couldn't create.

It could only destroy.

power

'I don't know.'

at his

Then, Shang sighed again.

I'm overthinking all of this.

mean, I can still help others,

that something

mean, I am thinking about these things right now. If I

Silence.

looked

'I don't know.'

"Finally done moping around?"

managed to move his weak body to look

It was the jester!

one that always struck the bell with

the jester was standing beside Shang, hammer still in

now, it looked like

work into this puppet! Don't call it a cheap machine!"

eye widened

He didn't say that.

He only thought-

'Oh. It's him.'

a wide and creepy

his best not to disagree with the God in his

are you

I be here?" the jester asked with a smirk. "This is my world. I can do whatever I want

remained silent

"I noticed," Shang said.

a definite implication in the

as he walked around Shang's

have to entertain me? Is that it?"

Shang didn't answer.

loudly laughed. "Then

didn't even think about disagreeing

nothing

was just like the Storm

only existed because the Storm Eagle didn't want to destroy

Why did Shang exist?

was Shang in this

was Shang's purpose