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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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I smiled, "She's a good woman. An excellent mother if I do say so myself. She might've beaten me around a bit, but that's only because I asked for it. She loves you. Same as Father would've, really."

 

"T-thanks..."

 

I let out a sigh as I continued the act of savoring my sister's head on my palm, my back protesting at the constant exertion as I forced myself to sit up straight. There were a lot of things in this world that really gave me peace, and this was one of them...

 

"Hey, Lise. Is she-"

 

In an instant, the tarp covering the wagon was pulled apart, revealing a rather anxious face of Anna as she stared flabbergasted at the scene before her. I watched as Anna's expression turned from shock to ecstatic as the wagon's previously rocky disposition had seemingly ceased to be. Huh, I guess I didn't notice that the wagon had already stopped...