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 everything we

nothing is relevant

movement, space has

time

there

means that

'There is just nothing!'

he looked at the ground

become more powerful?

start destroying everything around

a while, Shang wasn't sure what

was thinking about something, but he didn't know what he was thinking

that

trying to

trying to make sense of his

He didn't know.

But, eventually, Shang sighed.

on his back as he held his

only looked at his

This arm couldn't create.

It could only destroy.

my rise to power affect

'I don't know.'

looked at his

Then, Shang sighed again.

overthinking all of

mean, I can still

that

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

Silence.

looked at his

'I don't know.'

"Finally done moping around?"

and barely managed to move his weak body to look

It was the jester!

always struck the

standing beside Shang, hammer

it looked

I put a lot of work into this puppet! Don't call it

eye widened

He didn't say that.

He only thought-

'Oh. It's him.'

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

best not to disagree with

are you here?"

asked with a smirk. "This is my world. I can do whatever I

remained silent for a

"I noticed," Shang said.

was a definite implication in the

mad," the jester said as he walked around Shang's atrophied body,

to entertain me? Is that

Shang didn't answer.

he loudly laughed. "Then be

even think

nothing Shang could

God was just like

Paradise only existed because the Storm

Why did Shang exist?

was Shang

was Shang's

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