Sword God in a World of Magic

When confronted by death, many people would think about their life and reevaluate past decisions.

What were their regrets?

What would they have changed?

Maybe they shouldn't have been so strict with their children?

Maybe they shouldn't have broken up with their first love?

If they hadn't taken out that loan from those dangerous people, their children would have something to inherit today?

Naturally, Shang wasn't any different.

Should he have been more amongst people?

Should he have accepted the Sweeper's confession?

Should he have spared Jerald?

Shang thought about all of these things.

And he acknowledged something.

He would be happier if he had someone with him.

It would feel nice not to be alone right now.

Everything was so painful, exhausting, dark, and lonely.

Shang knew that he would feel better if he hadn't been so brutal and inflexible in his past.

However, did this mean that Shang would have changed his past actions if he could?

No.

If he hadn't killed Lash, the Grandmountain Kingdom might have killed him.

If he hadn't killed Jerald, he would have eventually caved in and told someone.

If he hadn't declined the Sweeper's advances, Shang wouldn't have had enough time to comprehend his form of Void Casting or the Concept of Twilight.

Yes, he felt lonely, and he wished that someone was at his side.

However, Shang knew that this luxury would come with a price he wouldn't want to pay.

And then came another thought.

So what?

Since everyone would die, it didn't matter what one accomplished in their life.

Might as well die happy and surrounded by loved ones, right?

However, that was only true when death was a certainty.

At this moment, Shang kept putting in effort.

Shang still had hope.

were loved

they feel horrible

they tell him to give

would Shang do

Probably.

hanging on as it was. Any person that told him to just rest

at his

would transform his likely death

essentially kill him and believe that this

this was his

he had the right to

Shang was glad that there was no

He didn't want them.

He didn't need them!

would

he was about

he would

focusing on his body, and he kept

But he kept breathing.

He kept fighting.

One more year passed.

And another year passed.

was now well over the maximum lifespan of someone at the Fifth Realm, and any

wouldn't give

He would never stop!

death wanted to take him, it needed to come

More years passed.

became 1010

a single muscle in

the Death Mana in his body had

a corpse that

He couldn't do anything.

couldn't even

But he wasn't dead.

was agony, but

Was this living?

most people's standards,

be

Shang, this was still

consciousness still existed, he would be

he could think,

interact with the living

confined in his own

doing more than a stone lying at the side of

Was it life?

No.

Was it death?

No.

something between these

was neither

It was limbo.

Or Purgatory.

This was Purgatory.

what Shang

years in this state, Shang had

only be understood by people that went