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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

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58.6 Reassessment

"Well, I can feel every drop of my blood flowing through me if I paid attention," Aria casually remarked as she shrugged her shoulders. "I usually don't, but I can if it'll help~"

 

I waved my hand in refusal. "Don't bother. Although, if you can do that, do you restrict blood flow to your injuries if you ever took one?"

 

It would explain why the fvck her scar looked like a rotting mess. Well, not totally rotten, but with the way it refused to heal, it was only a miracle that it hadn't started rotting yet. Aria's control must be insane enough to the point that she had complete control over every circulation in her body if blood hadn't even managed to seep through the wound.

 

"Wasn't that what the body's supposed to do anyway?~" Aria asked. "Losing blood would kill me if I let it outside my body, right?~"