He would arrive soon, right?

More emptiness.

More time passed.

He should be nearly there, right?

More time passed.

More time passed.

More time passed.

More time passed.

More time passed.

Shang's mind was desperately trying to cling to anything.

There had to be something that could distract him, right?

He could do something in here, right?

Shang's mind was scanning the surroundings crazily.

Something.

There had to be something!

There was nothing.

There was only grey emptiness.

Eventually, Shang's mind focused on his own body and inspected that thoroughly.

Yet, Shang's entire body felt surreal and wrong to him.

All the proportions were messed up, and all of his flesh and blood were moving in random directions.

His own body was like a fever dream.

There was no sense behind anything.

The more Shang's mind focused on his own body, the more surreal it seemed.

It was like his own body wasn't actually a body but just a fleshy dimension that randomly moved and squelched in random directions.

Was this a human?

No, this was just randomly moving around biological matter.

How did any of this work?

Why was everything going in random directions?

Where was his Mana going?

How did his mind work?

everything so

to

wasn't supposed to work

were completely

was not a

wasn't even

was just a random flesh

there to

What was this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

WHAT IS THIS?!

THIS?! WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT

SNAP.

Shang shook his head and focused his Spirit Sense forward

a while, he didn't think

that just

his Spirit Sense on

focused more on it, he noticed that the warped time, space,

as soon as Shang's Spirit Sense encompassed his entire body in one image

as Shang looked at his entire body at once, everything

he took a closer look and actually tried to follow what his body was

space, and gravity still worked, and even though everything seemed to move in random directions, Shang, as an entity, still worked

in my own body,' Shang thought. 'I found no rhyme or reason to the space and time in my surroundings, and I gave up. However, I was essentially doing the same thing by looking

emptiness moving around, it was my body moving around. Of course I wouldn't be able to make sense of anything. I

dissociated,' Shang thought. 'It might not be the

Spirit Sense focused

And he continued.

More time passed.

More time passed.

More time passed.

how much time

More time passed.

More time passed.

mind randomly

was just

what the world will look like if

would I do in that

he was thinking about something, but he

a random period of time had passed after having

what was I

find

would I do in that

his

He wasn't sure.

goal to achieve power might make all

be fine with living in such a

was thinking about something, but he

on his

time are working in

arm looks so

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