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?

was everything

wasn't supposed to go

blood wasn't supposed to work like

pathways were completely

not a human

even

a random

was there to any

What was this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

What is this?!

WHAT IS THIS?!

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

SNAP.

Shang shook his head and focused his Spirit

while, he

fuck was that just now?'

his Spirit Sense on his body

it, he noticed that the warped time, space, and gravity were essentially messing everything

encompassed his entire body in one image again, everything

as Shang looked at his entire body at

a closer look and actually tried to

and even though everything seemed to move in random directions, Shang, as

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

moving around. Of course I wouldn't be able to

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

Sense focused forward

And he continued.

More time passed.

More time passed.

More time passed.

how much time has

More time passed.

More time passed.

mind randomly

was just

what the world will look like

do in that

quite sure if he was thinking

only knew that a random period of time had

was I

couldn't find an

Shang thought. 'So, what would I do in

his

He wasn't sure.

power might make all of this a

I be fine with

thinking about something, but

focused on

in

arm looks so

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