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.

Shang was willing to walk through

fact, Shang had walked into this darkness

searching for power, he wouldn't need to

But he couldn't.

to

was the only purpose

more

since Shang had stepped onto this dark

reach the end of the

The consequences didn't matter.

The sacrifices didn't matter.

The price didn't matter.

wanted to reach

needed to reach

had always believed that he had already made

he had already come to terms

true weight of

journey, Jerald

A ray of light.

nice in a place of

wasn't actually that hard to walk the

hand lying in front

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

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

seconds, Shang's empty eye-sockets

He didn't move.

across the now exposed

bright sun mercilessly shone down on the

world was

only saw

front of

Step.

still-standing part of the castle behind Shang, and her eyes

of the castle was

What about King Storm?!

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

hand on the ground, she took a horrified

world around

the world around her gathered beside

or do anything, her

Shang didn't move.

empty eye-sockets only stared

arrived shortly, but they died as soon

move, and the only reason he was moving was that he was seeing someone

Sylvia was returning.

expression on her face as she activated one Mana Step after the

forward and