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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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79.4 Rush

The freaking massive earth spikes we passed were but a laughable understatement as soon as we managed to get up close. They were fvcking titanic monuments that almost went as high as the massive trees surrounding us. Some were even higher as they pierced the canopy up above, revealing the yellow rays of the sun as it stood as a monument of the struggle that took place.

 

"Fvcking hell..."

 

And that wasn't all. The number of trees that have fallen over in our path was like seeing an affront to climate change back in the old world. Each square meter of land that got caught in the struggle was practically leveled and deforested, the ground either turned into glass or split in two from the forces at play. I also noticed a ton of uprooted trees in their entirety, as if they were pulled out like some common grass as opposed to getting cut up and turned to lumber. And that wasn't to say that there weren't readily available lumber lying around either!