Shang had just finished his last match.
The long trial was finally over.
After 22 fights, excluding the executions, Shang had finally finished the trial.
But at this moment, Shang didn't even think about the trial.
He only thought about his Affinity.
'Entropy?' Shang thought as his last eye looked at his remaining arm.
Silence.
'What kind of Affinity is this?!'
What did Shang think about when he realized his Affinity?
The power?
The potential?
The uses?
No, Shang was thinking about something else.
Shang had tried to convince himself that all his opponents had to die for his goal.
They all had to die!
Yet, why was Shang even trying to convince himself?
If he truly thought that, he wouldn't need to convince himself.
He would just accept that everyone had to die and would do it.
Why put so much energy into convincing himself?
