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."

only thing you can't do is to become more

even with an entire world at stake, you are not even willing to make

You only think about yourself, and you

eyes earlier, I was still

of confusion, concern, and worry, I only saw hostility and hatred in your eye. You looked at me like you would

felt a stinging

a while,

this Affinity?" Shang asked. "Working towards my goal means endangering

every single Abomination that appears in this world. As I become stronger, everyone I care about will

I need to fear for my own life. The more people spend time with

choice was not the world or your goal. Your choice was actually your

is great and all, but what point is there

to power when you feel nothing but grey emptiness all

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

horse, Shang! We don't live to become

anymore would not only save millions, if not billions, of people

don't train,

no point to your training except for the

with a narrowed eye. "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

a deep breath. "No, you don't," he said slowly. "Not when it literally risks the continued

of becoming powerful when everything around

Jerald looked at each other for several

want a greater purpose to my training?" Shang

Jerald's eyes narrowed.

SHING!

something appeared in Shang's right hand, and Shang

your purpose,"

looked at the long letter Shang