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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

82.1 Reflection

The light coming from above fluttered in a staccato-like beat. I guess my body's reacting to my rage even while unconscious?

 

"We both know you're well aware of your glaring lack of tactical awareness, Rouge," Flare tutted mid-sip. "Just because you can make do with your raw skill doesn't mean you should brute force every problem you come across."

 

I raised an eyebrow at the slander, "I don't do that to every problem, Flare. Besides, the simplest solution is sometimes the best."

 

"Occam's Razor, correct?" Flare shook her head. "That doesn't apply to everything and you know it."

 

A sigh escaped my lips at this inane debate. Looking around, the encroaching darkness all around us was more of an indication of how fvcked I was physically. I'd guess that I'll be out for a week or so. Maybe a few days if I was lucky. Well, at least I was getting a bit more durable than the last time I got wrecked this hard.