Shang slowly scraped off a long piece of flesh from his left arm and looked at it with his Spirit Sense.

He moved the bloody piece of flesh around in his right hand.

It looked normal.

But as soon as his Spirit Sense looked at the individual components of this piece of flesh, it stopped making sense again.

Shing ripped the piece apart again and looked at the two smaller components.

They still made sense.

He held them together, and they still made sense.

Eventually, Shang dumped one of the pieces since he only needed one.

He ripped it apart and dumped one of the pieces again.

It still made sense.

He did the same thing again.

And again.

And again.

After multiple times, the piece of flesh had become so small that Shang could barely rip it apart anymore.

But it still made sense!

Shang looked at his arm again, which had healed by now, but a similarly sized part of his arm as the piece of flesh he was carrying seemed completely senseless in the grand scheme of things.

The tiny piece of flesh made sense in its entirety, but if it were stuck to his arm, it wouldn't make sense.

It was so weird.

And so interesting.

'Wait, wasn't I thinking about something?'

Time passed.

Time passed.

'I'm sure that I was thinking about something important, right?'

Time passed.

Time passed.

'Abominations, right!'

'This world might one day become exactly like this if I become more powerful.'

Shang's mind began to think about things again that Shang couldn't understand.

turned to

my arm will stop making

small does it have to be to stop

right hand moved towards his

nails on

And he pulled back.

cut

was bleeding profusely, and he felt

of pain

for his mind

stimulus of any

of pain

nothingness, this feeling of pain was

the feeling of

Did he like it?

No.

want to

No.

was just

time, Shang's arm began to recover, and Shang's Spirit

made sense, and even when

when it shrunk,

Shang focused on the individual components of his arm, everything stopped making

of circles that made

was no connection

space, time, and gravity were so

It was so bizarre.

tore off his left index finger and

parts of flesh, bone,

focused on his regrowing

finger to the

receptors were screaming at him, but he didn't

saw his finger regrow

It was so interesting.

his finger

same time, the pain also

Silence.

Nothingness.

I thinking

focused on

I

moved to his left

tore off the skin of his forearm in multiple pieces until there was no more

receptors were screaming

it just was so

nothing for Shang's mind to latch onto

pain

thing Shang

good spot to rethink one's choices

that didn't feel

more appealing and interesting to listen to the

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