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.

Shang turned to his

wonder when my arm

it have to be

towards his left

nails on his

And he pulled back.

of meat was cut off, and Shang

profusely, and he

feeling of pain

nothing for his mind

stimulus of any

feeling of pain was so

feeling of pain was like a

inspected the feeling of

Did he like it?

No.

want

No.

was

arm began to recover, and Shang's Spirit Sense was intrigued by the

even

shrunk, it

the individual components of his arm,

bunch of circles that

connection between

and gravity were so warped that everything broke

It was so bizarre.

tore off his left index finger and

finger transform into tiny parts of flesh, bone, blood, and skin while still making sense was

Sense focused on

to the regrowing stump

screaming at him, but he didn't pay

regrow from

It was so interesting.

watched his finger completely regrow with

time, the

Silence.

Nothingness.

thinking

focused on

was I thinking

right hand moved to his left

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

pain receptors were

just

mind to latch onto in the

the pain was

thing Shang

to rethink one's choices and to make peace with one's

didn't feel very appealing

appealing and interesting to listen to the pain and watch

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