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.

willing to walk through

had walked into this darkness

stopped searching for power, he wouldn't need to be surrounded by this

But he couldn't.

needed to

was the only purpose of

he had more purposes

onto this dark path, all

end of the path, no matter

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

wanted to

needed to

that he had already made

believed that he had already

true weight of

lonely journey, Jerald

A ray of light.

a place of nothing

actually that hard to walk the

lying in front of his

on it, and Shang had avoided

Relon had given Jerald, Relon would

seconds, Shang's empty eye-sockets only stared at

He didn't move.

wind blew across

sun mercilessly shone down

world was so

Shang only saw

stood in front of the

Step.

castle behind Shang, and her eyes widened in

of the castle was

What about King Storm?!

one of the True Mages responsible for organizing everything in the castle, and she

solitary hand on

the world

world around her gathered

could say or do anything, her head separated from

Shang didn't move.

eye-sockets

arrived shortly, but they died as soon as they

Shang two minutes to move, and the only reason he was moving was that he was seeing someone approach in

Sylvia was returning.

expression on her face as she activated one

stepped forward and scooped up the