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

arm will stop making

to

moved towards

nails on his

And he pulled back.

big slap of meat was cut off, and Shang threw it

was bleeding profusely, and he felt a

of pain was

his mind to latch

stimulus of any

this feeling of

this feeling of

inspected the feeling of

Did he like it?

No.

he want

No.

was just

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

and even when it grew,

shrunk, it continued

individual components

of circles

connection between the

time, and gravity were so warped

It was so bizarre.

and slowly

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

focused on

he moved his right index finger to the regrowing stump and

him, but he didn't pay them

finger regrow from different directions

It was so interesting.

watched his finger completely regrow

the same time, the pain also

Silence.

Nothingness.

thinking about

focused on

was I thinking

right hand moved to his

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

pain receptors were

just

mind

the pain was

the only thing Shang could

had said that this was a good spot to rethink

feel

appealing and interesting to listen to the pain and watch his

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