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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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Murder Mystery

He sat deep in silent contemplation, his eyes fixed upon Nivera's finally still and stable form as the treacherous black poison was finally purged from her veins. His body still needed much rest to recover from everything it had endured, but at least he would survive. The facts were comforting, yet his mind was not fixed so much upon this as upon what Virela and Kharon had spoken of earlier in their talk: the explanation that it had not been an accident, not quite bad luck. Rather, it had been deliberate-a weapon by whomever had, ironically enough, seemingly warned them of the deadly lethal nature of this poison. This behavior wasn't random or purposeless-what was called intent, intelligence, and malice.

Rivyn turned to Kharon and Virela, who sat a little ways away, looking exhausted, yet decidedly relieved. "Tell me all," Rivyn then said, his voice cutting the silence. "What happened on the 22nd floor? Leave nothing out.