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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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The days fell into an easy rhythm as Kharon and Virela stayed on with Rivyn. Their presence brought a strange energy to his normally quiet abode—equal parts chaos and comfort. On this particular morning, the three of them were gathered around the small dining table. Kharon and Virela were deep in conversation, their animated voices filling the room.

"I'm telling you this with absolute certainty, the mantis creatures that are located on the 23rd floor are highly overrated," Kharon said, his voice high with passion as he flailed his arms wildly to drive the point home. "Everyone constantly talks about just how dangerous they are, but honestly, they're really not that bad at all if you simply keep your distance from them."

Virela rolde her eyes. "Says the guy who almost lost an arm to one.".

"That was one time!" Kharon protested. "And it wasn't my fault. Barry wasn't watching my back."

"You're impossible," Virela muttered, sipping her tea.