Sword God in a World of Magic

Right now, Shang wasn't sure what he should think or feel.

He wanted to say that he was hurt and that he was shocked that Jerald would think that Shang would kill him.

Yet, Jerald's concerns were actually correct.

Why hadn't Shang told him?

Because Shang was afraid.

Not afraid of what Jerald would think of him, but afraid of Jerald killing him.

Shang wanted to tell Jerald, but he wanted to become powerful enough to resist Jerald first.

"I never wanted you to find out," Shang said slowly.

"Well, now I know," Jerald answered with furrowed brows.

After a while, Shang looked to the side. "You are the only friend I have left in this world, and I didn't want everything to break down between us."

"You are willing to do some bad things for your own power, Jerald, but you still have morals, and you care about the greater picture," Shang said. "I was afraid that if you knew about the reality of my Affinity, you would tell the world. I was afraid that you would sacrifice me for the world."

"Is that such a bad trade?" Jerald asked with a deadpan voice.

"Of course it's not a bad trade," Shang said. "Nearly everyone would choose to make that trade. Why would you want to doom millions, if not billions of people, to die early just so a friend of yours can continue on the path to power?"

"And that's why I couldn't tell you. You would do what's right, but what's right is not what I want," Shang said.

Jerald snorted. "Power? For power, you are willing to sacrifice the entire world," he said with some disdain. "You don't even need to die. You could just sit back, create a family, and live your life out in peace."

want. The only thing you

are not even willing to make such a small

about yourself, and you will destroy absolutely anything that stands between you and your

earlier, I was still uncertain about

and hatred in your eye. You looked at me like you would

felt a stinging pain coming from his

while,

cold and selfish with this Affinity?" Shang asked. "Working towards my goal means endangering

world. As I become stronger, everyone I care about will be under more and more

they actually stand beside me, I need to fear for my own life. The more people spend time with me, the more

like you didn't have a choice!" Jerald shouted. "Your choice was not the world or your goal. Your choice was actually your

all, but what point

is there to power when you feel nothing but

time when the long time you have is wasted on so much training that years pass by like

horse, Shang! We don't live

millions, if not billions, of people but also allow you to live a

train, you

your training except

"Everyone else can become powerful, but I'm the only one that's not allowed to?! Do I not have a right to become powerful like everyone

said slowly. "Not when it literally risks the

everything around you will turn

and Jerald looked at each other for

purpose to

Jerald's eyes narrowed.

SHING!

Shang's right hand, and Shang threw it to the ground in front

your purpose,"

brows as he looked at the long letter