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

walked into this darkness

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

But he couldn't.

to achieve

only purpose of

he had more purposes

onto this dark path, all the

had to reach the end

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

to

needed to reach

he had already made his

believed that he had already

true weight of his

this dark and lonely journey, Jerald had been

A ray of light.

a place of nothing

hard to walk

the hand lying

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

Crystal that Relon had given Jerald,

seconds, Shang's empty eye-sockets only stared

He didn't move.

wind blew across

sun mercilessly shone down on

world was

Shang only saw

in front of the hand without

Step.

walked out of the still-standing part of the castle behind Shang, and her eyes widened in horror

of the

What about King Storm?!

one of the True Mages responsible for organizing everything

husk and the solitary hand on the ground, she took a horrified

world around her

of the world around her

say or do anything, her head separated

Shang didn't move.

eye-sockets only stared

arrived shortly, but they

and the only reason he was moving was that he

Sylvia was returning.

a shocked and horrified expression on her face as she activated

forward and scooped