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Smith and Wesen: A Modern Blacksmith's Magical Reincarnation

"You're just a Nenner! A glorified blacksmith! You can't possibly stand up against a Zahler's elemental power!" "As if that'll stop me! A Zahler might have the elements under their control, but that won't matter if I have a Seigel-riddled weapon for every occasion!" ⬛⬛⬛ Wesen... the innate power within that allows a person to manipulate the world around them. While it sounded straightforward enough, Rouge still has a lot to learn if he wanted to harness it for his own benefit. Thankfully, being a standard guy with blacksmithing as a hobby had given him a headstart in the new pseudo-medieval world that he now found himself in. In fact, blacksmithing in general is an integral part of his new life and the Wesen-filled wonders that entailed it. It was a good thing too, especially since it would be the one ticket he had to get out of the servitude of the Empire that insisted on grinding him under its heel. With his newfound power of rune-like Seigels at his disposal, Rouge will take the Matheman Empire by storm as he builds his rebellion into a force to be reckoned with. He will ensure that his fellow Nenners will be free from the Empire's oppressive practises, and he sure as hell will do it if it was the last thing he did. Well, that, and he refused to live in a backwater medieval world for longer than he could manage it. His modern sensibilities demanded proper technology, and he was sure that even his half-complete understanding of modern science will give him the edge he needs to take on a literal continent-spanning Empire. ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ UPDATES: Daily 19:00 JST Twitter: @ChellyArks

ChellyArks · Fantasy
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602 Chs
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28.2 Recovery

"So he's fine, right? My brother's fine?" I heard Lise suddenly reassert herself back into the conversation, her tone hopeful as her eyes flitted between my pitiful form and Anna's. "He's gonna be okay?"

"You don't need to hear it from me, Lise," the older woman chuckled as she swept a stray lock of hair away from her face. "You can see it for yourself."

Looking directly into my eyes, a strange sense of vulnerability washed over me as I stared directly into my sister's watchful gaze. It was awkward, but I did my best to give her some reassurance with a weak nod. I just hoped that it would reach her.

"It's good to have you back, Brother," Lise sniffled as she gave off another thousand-watt smile. "I'm sorry I wasn't good enough. I promise I'll get better."

What? That couldn't be right. I was supposed to be the one apologizing here, not her!