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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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38.5 Waiting for Sunrise

Looking back at the roof that I was last in, the thatched roofing of the building had exploded into ice and snow as the Nulla made its oh-so-helpful appearance on the rooftops that I took safety in. With the dim lighting provided by the coming dawn, I could clearly see that the damn thing was still drooling subzero saliva. The light on its forehead had dulled to a dark blue, and its winds were weakening judging from the lack of numbness from my limbs as I jumped to the next closest rooftop.

 

*RROOAAGHHH!!*

 

"SHVT!"

 

Rolling away from the flying neck lunge, I then quickly got up and resumed the best strategy of running the fvck away from the monster wanting to kill me. I didn't know where Mathilde or Anna was at this time, but I sure hope that they appreciate my selfless act of being the greatest bait to have ever existed so far.

 

Hey... If the damn thing wanted me so badly, I might as well own it, right?