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

walked into this

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

But he couldn't.

needed to

the only purpose

he had more

since Shang had stepped onto this dark path,

had to reach the end of

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 already made his

had already come to terms with

he realized the true weight of his path

and lonely journey, Jerald had been like

A ray of light.

nice in a place of

actually that hard to walk

the hand lying in front of his

on it, and Shang had avoided

Communication Crystal that Relon had given Jerald, Relon would know that Jerald

seconds, Shang's empty eye-sockets only stared

He didn't move.

across

sun mercilessly shone down

world was so

Shang only

in front of the hand without

Step.

part of the castle behind Shang, and her eyes widened in

of the

What about King Storm?!

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

solitary hand

the world around her

around her gathered beside her

or do anything, her head separated from her

Shang didn't move.

empty eye-sockets

True Mages arrived shortly, but they died as

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

Sylvia was returning.

horrified expression on her face as she activated one

and scooped up