dwarven smithing dd2

Chosen to fulfill a Prophecy or perhaps something greater, Arius is born into a fantasy world as a dwarf, a dying race of the past. Watch him climb and shine the glory of the dwarven race. The cover is not mine. If you are the owner of the cover and wish for it to be taken down. Please contact me though discord by clicking on my profile. Cover: https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/816840451184303936/ Updates every day or so 50k words: March 24, 2023, chapter 34 100k words: May 5, 2023, chapter 67

The world comes to an abrupt end on one Wednesday afternoon as a deep voice suddenly booms across the sky. "Pitiful lifeforms, I am your creator. I have grown bored of your world so I have decided to change it. From now on you will have to fight in order to survive. Those of you that please me will gain abilities beyond your imagination and those that choose not to will suffer at the hands of higher lifeforms." A red light suddenly envelopes the world for a fraction of a second and then the world changed." I have changed this world and every living thing that calls it home. You will get stronger or you will die, appease me peasants and you just might survive." The entire population of the planet suddenly got a searing pain in their heads at the same time. *DING* *DING* 'Congratulations on becoming a Player' The world grew silent as they read the words in front of them, no one knew the language in front of their eyes and yet everyone knew it. It was ingraved into their brains as if it had been their forever, their own languages dissappearing as if they were never there to begin with. The planet descended into chaos it was as if the entire world had suddenly decided that nowhere was safe and everyone was their enemy. Then every single living thing on the planet fell into a trance, their eyes turned a glossy white and the whole world stopped. 'Welcome to the player creation screen please follow the systems instructions and create your player.'

Wow! Turns out that reincarnation does exist! Follow the brave adventures of a little otaku who challenges even God in order to get what he wants with the help of his shady system! (Please help me write a better synopsis, I'm bad. This is a plea for help :( )

A story about the Legendary Dwarven Blacksmith named Smith, this Dwarf accepts his death after a fulfilling life before he sees a light. He wakes up in a field filled with Dwarves wielding blades, militia and weapons clashing against humans on a battlefield. He has been reincarnated into a world where Dwarves are Warriors instead of Artisans, and Elves are practicing Artisanry, come with him while he tries to live in a hostile world and practice Heretical Blacksmithing.

I actually ended up living another life in a fantasy world?! Shall I be the hero? The demon king? An adventurer seeking glory and wealth? No, I shall become the first of a staple fantasy race! Time to be reborn as the Dwarf King in a world that lacks the staple fantasy races, while I am at it why not be the first to own and operate a dungeon? This shall make for a perfect way to found and grow my Kingdom!

【JOJO同人】 二十世纪，杜王町一个普通家庭迎来了新的生命，婴儿接纳了某个时空的死去灵魂。接下来替身泛滥的数十年里，应该怎么样活着。

~Lesbian romance. Mature language.~ Lareina has been ripped away from her family, transported to a new world, and claimed by a complete stranger. What could possibly happen next?

Another world is a second chance and an opportunity to rise for many. Whether it's the summoning of a hero or reincarnation. But what if you are a stranger in this world and have nothing to do with it? There is only one thing left - adaptation. Your combat experience, accumulated over the years, does not matter now, and a broken psyche can make itself felt at any moment. Ignorance of the language, spelling and lack of any skills are just a small part of what you will have to face in the future. Isekai is a harsh reality, not a fairy tale. [I'm ukrainian author that writes mainly in russian language. I decided to post my hand-write novel here in english language. There can be mistakes (they obviously'll be Lmao) and many jokes can't be understandable or were changed either destroyed. I'll apraciate u for any feedback ^_^]

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.