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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 · Fantasía
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600 Chs

34.1 Y

203 F.Y.

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The human mind was such a terrible thing to waste. With its capacity for thinking, innovation, and essentially sentient thought, it enabled humanity to reach new heights never before seen in a scope and history that was arbitrarily set by humans themselves. Granted, not everyone was destined for such greatness, given the fact that not everyone was blessed with a large forehead and a working set of common sense. Add the fact that I was talking out of my ass again with a quote that I literally stole from an RTS I used to play years ago, then one could clearly see that I was far from the smartest tool in the fvcking shed.

 

Which was probably why I was stuck in this situation in the first place.

 

"I'm not Rouge, alright?" I stressed out once more at the wonder twins sitting across from me on the other side of the fire. "Can we just agree on that one thing?"