1963. Cold Fire

"Hotter!" The order came from the wandering blacksmith as he forged the metals he had to prepare for the many projects he wanted. Walker had already handed him the eternal orb and lined up mana potions nearby. This was also along with water and many other necessary things to ensure that he could constantly help in this process. 

Nothing was going to get in their way. The dedication that the wandering blacksmith had for his job was more than anyone else had. Especially when he was just presented with materials he had never seen or used before. This would just push him even further towards his goals. 

The goal that the wandering blacksmith had was beyond what many blacksmiths had. Just being the best in the world was too small. He wanted to transcend it all and become someone that could forge more than just physical things. But that would be a story for another day.