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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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26.8 Unexpected

*FWOOSH!*

A ring of fire expanded outward from his location just as I finally managed to regain my sanity enough to evade the encroaching flames. The heat of his fires wasn't as strong as I was used to, but the principle of the matter was that I was still going to get burnt if I got hit with even a single lick of the orange plasma.

*WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!*

Rolling away from the man, three arrows suddenly flew from Mathilde's bow, all aimed squarely at the other Primzahl as a trail of bright light accompanied them.

Wordlessly, the man put up a shield of flame, the arrows getting incinerated upon contact while the light brought with them managed to punch some sort of dent through the wall of plasma. I pushed the impossibility of what I was seeing to the back of my mind as I quickly gathered my wits for another attempt at striking him.

*SLASH! SLASH!*