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The Tower's Blacksmith

Burdened by debts and on the edge of losing his workshop, Rivyn’s life turns around when he finds out that he got a mysterious System, which is different from the ones that every adventurer and blacksmith receive. This special System lets him create not only weapons and armor but potions, accessories, and Skill Books as well. Rivyn regains all his mechanical astuteness thus meaning he was given a second shot at success but at a great price. To progress he has to earn the system points for doing the hard tasks and doing it, better than anyone else. On the story’s premise, Rivyn’s talent increases with conflicts among guilds that want to monopolize the skills within the powerful organization. However, Rivyn isn’t interested in either fighting for the Renegades or becoming one of them. His only focus is mastering the art of crafting—until danger forces him to confront the truth: as strength is dominant even a simple blacksmith sometimes has to use a sword for his own protection. Given the looming complicated foes, guilds tempting and wooing him, and the ever present mystery of the System, Rivyn has to deal with the balance between craftsmanship and living. Will he grow up to be the world’s greatest blacksmith or will he be ravished by the powers that want to take him over?

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Bow

Rivyn stood in his crafting room, staring at the assortment of materials he had laid out on his workbench. Today was the first time he was attempting to craft a bow. He had already mastered various weapons, but bows were entirely new territory for him. Still, he felt confident. If anything, his experience in blacksmithing and accessory crafting would serve him well.

The most intriguing material in his collection was the arcane thread—a shimmering silver fiber that seemed almost alive, faint traces of mana coursing through its length. It was a rare find, only dropped by specific monsters, and Rivyn had never looted monsters himself. The discovery that such a material existed had surprised him, but he'd quickly seized the opportunity to purchase a few bundles from the auction.

"Durable and mana-conductive," Rivyn muttered, running his fingers along the thread. "Perfect for bowstrings."