Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang kept training.

This was the only thing he could do.

He had chosen his future, and his future was now here.

Basically everyone he knew had left in some way or another, except for Jerald and Mervin, and he hadn't seen or talked to Mervin in a very long time.

Everyone else was gone.

The only thing Shang could do was accept it.

He had chosen his goal, and he had decided to put his goal above everything else.

If he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to be willing to sacrifice everything else.

And he knew that.

It still hurt whenever he heard of a death, but Shang knew that this was the choice he had made.

And, even though it hurt, he didn't regret his choice.

This was his life.

Power was his life.

There was only power.

Shang didn't even know why he wanted power so much. It was just what he wanted.

Maybe it was a fear of betrayal? After all, power and training could never betray him.

Maybe it was a fear of future loss? What was the point of having a friend if they would die one day?

Maybe it was just to spite and kill the God? He only saw Shang as a plaything, and Shang hated this feeling.

Maybe it was just his competitive mindset from Earth? After all, he enjoyed fighting and winning more than anything else.

Maybe it was all of that?

Nevertheless, everything culminated in Shang's dedicated pursuit of power.

He wanted to achieve something that had never been done before.

He wanted to reach places where no one had been before.

This was all that was on his mind.

Over the many years, Shang's mindset had solidified even more.

During these years, he realized that his outbursts of anger had been irrelevant most of the time.

He realized that his anger had only appeared due to his own pain and weakness.

Now, he was calm.

no longer explosive but calm

very thing Shang had feared when he was just a kid had become a

of George he had seen when they met for

any happier

represented immortal dedication to a

had represented a perfect

now, Shang

when Shang actually got time to think, he realized that

that actually had a shot at becoming

Never-ending dedication.

Unbreakable discipline.

Goal focused.

Calm.

Calculating.

Creative.

Experienced.

Visionary.

he could look up at the proverbial mountain that represented the peak of power and not be

time, he thought that

He had a shot.

He was finally prepared.

continued training like

There were no breaks.

entire mind focused on nothing

of isolation had solidified Shang's

later, it was

into something unrecognizable, and Shang did so

now

Shang had finished his

He was done.

Map, he could see

had seemed like an insurmountable

had seemed like an impossible

Shang was

diamond were thick and pronounced, and Shang had even connected the

accents, and the Shards inside it

Path had become

he had

It was finally complete.

Path had been completed, he could

50 years of

unending, dedicated,

was the work of his

his greatest

It was perfect.

It was beautiful.

It represented his future.

represented his

and he could