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The Tower's Blacksmith

Burdened by debts and on the edge of losing his workshop, Rivyn’s life turns around when he finds out that he got a mysterious System, which is different from the ones that every adventurer and blacksmith receive. This special System lets him create not only weapons and armor but potions, accessories, and Skill Books as well. Rivyn regains all his mechanical astuteness thus meaning he was given a second shot at success but at a great price. To progress he has to earn the system points for doing the hard tasks and doing it, better than anyone else. On the story’s premise, Rivyn’s talent increases with conflicts among guilds that want to monopolize the skills within the powerful organization. However, Rivyn isn’t interested in either fighting for the Renegades or becoming one of them. His only focus is mastering the art of crafting—until danger forces him to confront the truth: as strength is dominant even a simple blacksmith sometimes has to use a sword for his own protection. Given the looming complicated foes, guilds tempting and wooing him, and the ever present mystery of the System, Rivyn has to deal with the balance between craftsmanship and living. Will he grow up to be the world’s greatest blacksmith or will he be ravished by the powers that want to take him over?

Surrel · Fantasy
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105 Chs

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Rivyn woke to the sound of persistent knocking on his door. The rhythm was steady but not aggressive, almost polite, yet determined enough to disrupt his peaceful slumber. He sat up, a hint of annoyance tugging at his features before it faded. Sleep wasn't as crucial to him these days; his enhanced body allowed him to recover quickly with minimal rest. Still, mornings were a time of quiet reflection, and interruptions were rare.

He quickly pulled on a shirt, combed his fingers through his hair, and made his way to the door. He wasn't particularly surprised to see Kharon standing there, flanked by his usual companions—Nebeus, Barry, Virela, and Kalen. The group's familiar mix of confidence and camaraderie made them instantly recognizable. Rivyn leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms as he took them in.

"What brings you here this early?" he asked, his tone neutral but tinged with curiosity.