Shang kept training.
This was the only thing he could do.
He had chosen his future, and his future was now here.
Basically everyone he knew had left in some way or another, except for Jerald and Mervin, and he hadn't seen or talked to Mervin in a very long time.
Everyone else was gone.
The only thing Shang could do was accept it.
He had chosen his goal, and he had decided to put his goal above everything else.
If he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to be willing to sacrifice everything else.
And he knew that.
It still hurt whenever he heard of a death, but Shang knew that this was the choice he had made.
And, even though it hurt, he didn't regret his choice.
This was his life.
Power was his life.
There was only power.
Shang didn't even know why he wanted power so much. It was just what he wanted.
Maybe it was a fear of betrayal? After all, power and training could never betray him.
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