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 his

arm

does it have to be to stop making

right hand moved towards

put his nails on his left

And he pulled back.

meat was cut

bleeding profusely, and he felt a

feeling of pain was

nothing for his mind to latch onto

stimulus of

this feeling of pain

of nothingness, this feeling

inspected the feeling of

Did he like it?

No.

want to

No.

it was

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

even

when it shrunk, it

individual components of his arm, everything stopped making

of

was no connection between the two

were so

It was so bizarre.

finger and slowly smushed it in his

tiny parts of flesh, bone, blood, and skin while still making sense was so

Sense focused on

to the regrowing stump and

receptors were screaming at him, but he didn't pay

regrow

It was so interesting.

watched his finger completely

the same time, the pain

Silence.

Nothingness.

I thinking

on

was I

right hand moved

his forearm in multiple pieces until

pain receptors were screaming

just

was nothing for Shang's mind

pain was

only thing

said that this was a good spot to rethink one's

didn't feel very

to the pain and watch

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