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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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600 Chs

80.2 Short Rest

"Leader."

 

The muted call of Anna gently took me out of my musings as I felt her stand by my side. I... Huh, I almost asked her why she was with me when I remembered that I was still bleeding from all orifices. Heh... Shvt... That was probably why I couldn't hear a damn thing she was screaming at me by my side.

 

I kept my focus on the structure out in the distance when I felt something hot and painful touch my side. In an instant, everything became clear to me again as the sounds of battle pierced through the roaring veil of the engine. Muted explosions, cracks of lightning. It even became apparent that the occasional bumps that I thought were benign were actually the enemy attacking the APC.

 

Fvck! I really am a fvcking idiot.

"Does it hurt?" Anna nervously asked beside me. "Please bear with it for now-"