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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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57.5 Reorientation

"Then that damnable Dirt Eater convinced her to run away, poisoned her and stole her away from me," Aria growled out; beads of water seemingly floating around her. "I would've understood it if he was at least as capable as you and Lise, but he couldn't even begin to fight me off!"

 

I almost drew my sword as Aria suddenly stood up from her seat, her face snarling as her eyes bore a manic hatred. What I thought was simply a trick in the light was now fully visible as a swirl of water erratically orbited her body, her hands flailing madly at her anger.

 

"Dame Maira didn't deserve to be defiled by such filth! She didn't deserve to be stripped of her status due to that coward's actions!" the former Primzahl cried out, faint tears trailing out of her eyes before joining the rest of the water flowing around her. "She wouldn't have betrayed us if it weren't for that man, and she wouldn't have left me if... if...."