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.

was willing to

fact, Shang had walked into this

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

But he couldn't.

needed to

was the only purpose of

had more purposes back

since Shang had stepped onto this dark path,

reach the end of the path, no matter

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

to

to reach

that he had already

already come to terms with

weight of his path

lonely journey, Jerald had been

A ray of light.

nice in a place of

wasn't actually that hard to

the hand lying in front

had Jerald's Space Ring on it, and Shang

he destroyed the Communication Crystal that Relon had given Jerald, Relon would know that Jerald had

Shang's empty eye-sockets only

He didn't move.

blew across the now exposed

sun mercilessly shone down

was

only saw

in front of the hand without

Step.

the still-standing part of the castle behind Shang, and her eyes widened in horror at what she was

of the castle

What about King Storm?!

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

saw Shang's husk and the solitary hand on the ground, she took a

world around

the world around her gathered beside her

do anything, her head separated

Shang didn't move.

eye-sockets

shortly, but they died as soon as they

took Shang two minutes to move, and the only reason he was moving was that he

Sylvia was returning.

on her face as she

and