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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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33.2 Reset

With my neck being unresponsive, I was forced to wait as the two seemed to disappear into the distance, probably to go to where they kept the blankets in this room. Although, it was kind of weird for my room to not have my lights on. And looking at the ceiling, I wasn't seeing a light bulb or any other conventional light source. The orange dim in the background was reminiscent of a flame on a torch or candle, but I at least had experience with incandescent light bulbs. Had I assumed the situation wrong and I was in some backwater hospital for some reason?

Well, at least my savings won't be too affected by this.

"All right, here we are."

Thank finally.

I closed my eyes as I anticipated the snuggly warmth of a decent blanket to cover me from the cold. Anytime time now, I'd finally stop shivering and retreat to the cold abyss of Morpheus to ignore the future problems that I was trying to ignore at the moment.

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Anytime now...