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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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My mind swirled with endless possibilities at the insinuation. Ignoring the part where she looked at me with what I really didn't like to interpret as genuine longing, if I appeared like a madman spouting nonsense words that only made sense to me, then the possibility of my memories already being utilized by this man was astronomically high. I knew a lot of stuff, well, mostly references that constantly flew over people's heads. If that was the case then, what more for a person that hailed from the middle ages? Now that I thought about it, it was already a miracle that this guy was even alive in the first place. Olden peoples didn't appreciate their beliefs being spat at by the face of logic and science based on what I knew. And if I did exactly that, then surely the authorities would've already branded me a heretic or something else that was equivalent to the fact.

 

Huh... I guess I now knew just why I was in this sorry state to begin with.