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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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12.6 Off-Guard

Fvcking think... I was lying on my left side, facing the descending staircase. My katana laid a few steps below me, and I was constantly being poked by this sadistic fvck that thankfully hadn't shocked my heart into cardiac arrest yet. Chances of help arriving would probably be close to zero due to me jumping the gun, and my anger and rage had simmered down to sheer spite despite my hatred for the fvcker about to kill me... Electricity...

Electricity...

*Zap*

"Ngghhh!!!"

Fvck! My chest almost seized up as I felt the substantial shock run wildly through my torso. I was pretty sure my heart skipped a few beats and almost stopped due to that stunt too.

That was the wake-up call. I had to move now before it actually happened.

Forcing myself to throw my weight downwards, I managed to unceremoniously tumble a few flights-worth of stairs, hopefully towards my discarded katana. Meanwhile, the electricity ravaging my body was still in full effect for some reason.