Sword God in a World of Magic

A harsh wind blew.

On top of a hill was a broken castle.

Mere moments ago, this castle had been whole.

Now, the back of the castle was missing.

What had once been a room was now a ruin.

Half-broken walls were behind Shang as the bright sun shone down on him.

The bright sun didn't reflect Shang's feelings, but the weather didn't care about the feelings of living beings.

Shang's body had become a husk. Nearly all his muscles had shrunk to a sickly degree, making him look like a skeleton with merely some skin on it.

The two empty eye-sockets only strengthened this perception.

About 140 years ago, Shang sacrificed his left eye.

Today, he had sacrificed his right eye.

Shang couldn't possibly sacrifice his arms or legs since that would severely weaken his Battle-Strength.

Organs couldn't be sacrificed because that would reduce Shang's maximum life energy tremendously.

The ears or the nose weren't enough to achieve any kind of significant power with Entropy.

Shang had decided to go with the eye.

Due to his Spirit Sense, he wasn't reliant on vision anymore.

However, all of this was actually only of secondary importance.

In fact, Shang didn't even really think about what to sacrifice.

His mind had been someplace else.

Jerald.

His friend.

His only friend.

His closest companion.

Shang's life had always been surrounded by a cloud of darkness.

His Affinity made it impossible for him to have friends or companions.

His goal made it impossible for him to have friends or companions.

He was alone.

The world was dark.

His life was dark.

Shang was willing to walk through this

walked into this darkness

he wouldn't need to be surrounded

But he couldn't.

needed to achieve

only purpose

had more

but ever since Shang had stepped onto this dark path, all the other purposes

to reach the end of the path,

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

to reach

needed to reach

always believed that he had

had already

the true weight of

this dark and lonely journey, Jerald had been like a

A ray of light.

in a place of nothing but

that hard to walk

lying in front of

had Jerald's Space Ring on it, and Shang had avoided

Crystal that Relon had given Jerald, Relon would

seconds, Shang's empty eye-sockets only stared

He didn't move.

blew across

mercilessly shone down on the

was

Shang only

in front of the hand

Step.

of the castle behind Shang, and

of the

What about King Storm?!

the True Mages responsible for organizing everything in the castle, and she had heard

husk and the solitary hand on the ground, she

the world around

power of the world around her gathered beside her

do anything,

Shang didn't move.

eye-sockets

couple more True Mages arrived shortly, but they died as soon as they

minutes to move, and the only reason he was moving was that he was seeing

Sylvia was returning.

was a shocked and horrified expression on her face as she activated one

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