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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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46.2 Kitchen Manners

The people were moving about their lives with a relative sense of safety. Men, women, and children all roamed about the streets here going about their daily activities, though the midday sun was visibly making it so that some were clearly taking shelter in the shade of some of the nearby buildings. Speaking of which...

 

"Holy fvck, was it hot..."

 

I was pretty intimate with hot temperatures, but the scorching heat right now was kind of getting to me in a way that I haven't felt in a very long time. I was actually sweating for the first time since I left the north months ago, and the sun just seemed to keep on bearing down on me the longer I remained in its shining gaze.

"Must be the humidity..."

 

Making like the locals, I briskly walked towards the nearest shade I could possibly find; an awning of a nearby pottery shop being my location of choice as I quickly reorganized my options.