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.

to walk

had walked

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

But he couldn't.

needed to

the only purpose of

he had more purposes

Shang had stepped onto this dark path, all the other

end of

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

wanted to

needed to reach

always believed that he had already made

believed that he had already

weight of

this dark and lonely journey, Jerald had been like a

A ray of light.

a place of nothing but

wasn't actually that hard to walk

at the hand lying in front of his

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

Crystal that Relon had given Jerald, Relon would know

several seconds, Shang's empty eye-sockets only

He didn't move.

wind blew across

bright sun mercilessly shone down on

world was

only

front of

Step.

the castle behind Shang, and her

the castle

What about King Storm?!

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

the solitary hand on the ground, she took

the world around

the world around her gathered beside her

anything, her head

Shang didn't move.

empty eye-sockets only stared

Mages arrived shortly, but they died as soon as they

reason he was moving was that he was seeing

Sylvia was returning.

shocked and horrified expression on her face as she activated

forward and scooped