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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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600 Chs

64.8 Hellfire

I was shaken out of my thoughts by the one red-haired man that just wouldn't seem to stop doubting my every move and motive. This Phillipe just wouldn't stop and think about what I was doing, didn't he...

 

"I'm a Nenner too, as you can see," I faintly tapped my finger onto a stray scrap of metal, my Seigel Wesen glowing a dull blue as it tried and failed to diffuse into the metal. "If you can't trust me, then why do you even want me to save you?"

 

"Don't think I don't know, Zahler."

 

My eyes widened. How the fvck was he supposed to know that? I haven't even done anything that might show that side of me. The worst would probably be the Feuermischung glowing in my hands while I walked through hell, but that shouldn't even tip anyone off when the damn place was glowing such a bright orange that it made it hard for even me to see through.