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

Shang had walked into this

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

But he couldn't.

to achieve his

was the only purpose of his

had more

onto this dark path, all the other purposes

the end of the

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

wanted to reach

to

had always believed that he had

already

weight

this dark and lonely journey, Jerald had been like a

A ray of light.

a place of nothing

wasn't actually that hard to walk the

looked at the hand lying in front of his

Space Ring on it, and Shang had

that Relon had given Jerald, Relon would

empty eye-sockets only stared

He didn't move.

wind blew across the now

bright sun mercilessly shone down on

world was

only saw

front of the hand without

Step.

walked out of the still-standing part of the castle behind Shang, and

the

What about King Storm?!

was one of the True Mages responsible for organizing everything

Shang's husk and the solitary hand on the

world around

power of the world around her gathered beside her

anything, her head

Shang didn't move.

empty eye-sockets only stared

shortly, but they

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

Sylvia was returning.

was a shocked and horrified expression on her face as she activated

stepped forward and scooped