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

my arm will stop making

have to be to

right hand moved towards his

nails on his left

And he pulled back.

of meat was cut

arm was bleeding profusely, and he felt

feeling of pain was

nothing for his mind to latch onto in this

no stimulus of any

this feeling of pain

feeling

inspected the feeling

Did he like it?

No.

want to feel

No.

it was just so

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

and even when it grew, it

when it shrunk, it

as Shang focused on the individual components of

bunch of circles that made

connection between the two

gravity were so warped

It was so bizarre.

off his left index finger and slowly

of flesh, bone,

focused on

his right index finger to the regrowing stump and scratched the middle

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

regrow from

It was so interesting.

finger

time, the pain also

Silence.

Nothingness.

I thinking about

focused on

was I

hand moved to his

in

were

it just was

for Shang's mind to

pain

thing Shang could

Sweeper had said that this was a good spot to rethink one's choices and to make

feel very appealing

and interesting to listen to the pain and

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