Unbreaking.

The year was now 113 of the magic calendar, not much had happened over the past year. A new kid, five new concubines; I will explain, and a now pregnant personal maid.

Let's start with kid: a baby boy who I had given the honours of naming to Sana's mother, she had been quite surprised at my offer but with some persuasion she had given in. After some deliberation she had settled on the name Luka.

I didn't have any thoughts to the names so I simply smiled at her, she seemed to be looking for any signs of my displeasure, sadly for she found none.

Now on to the next thing, the concubines: the count had come to me on the third day after our talk about my more deplorable lifestyle. He had brought 12 women with him, my first thought was if these women belonged to the streets, but the count shot that idea down when he announced there origins.

Apparently all these girls came from noble houses around his domain, in his own words the count had said, "they are the lazy and unmotivated bunch of my lands, they only wish to leech on there families fortune until it's no more." The count said with clear disgust, and right in front of them.

After an awkward silence I had asked the count if I could have some alone time with each one of them.

After some extensive probing I had only picked two from the group the rest were either bitchy or torture to be around, at this point you might be thinking 'then where did you get the other three?'

Listen kids sometimes you have to look beyond the annoying and bitchy- yeah no, it's tiddies big tiddies and fat asses.

'I am only a man! You can't dangle such goods In front of me and expect me to say no!' they weren't as big as those found in my world, but they were definitely something.

The new wives were given separate rooms in one corner of the estate, the count had even stationed guards at the entrances to ensure the new ladies wouldn't try anything strange.

The last on the list was Marie; she had only recently gotten pregnant and was only in the first month of pregnancy.

That's all for the yearly report.

....

Currently I was enjoying breakfast with my wife and children, suddenly I heard a commotion.

In the hall I could see the count leaving, I didn't think much of it until a guard came looking for me, he was sent by the count to fetch me.

After a few minutes of preparation I got on a carriage with my trusted new sabre. This one was enchanted with [binding] and the other two enchants. Over the last year I had learned that my [Creator] curse was directly connected to my power, this meant every time my magic stat upgraded then every item I have ever made got an update.

It was a perk I had come to love, with it there was no need to worry about forging new, more updated weapons.

When I arrived i was lead to a barn, inside I could see a few familiar figures, namely Michael and Balan, they stood in a circle around something.

As I got closer I could see something from the gaps, black fur and as large as grizzly bear.

"What is that" I asked after getting close enough.

"Take a guess." Michael says

"A bear?" I reply to him.

"That's what I thought too, but no, take a closer look." He said pointing to where it's head was.

Looking closer I couldn't help but shuddering in fear. What was before me was the same type of wolf that had attacked both me and Missel back then.

"It's bigger?" I whispered to my self.

"you have seen this before?" Balan asks.

I nodded before explaining, "after the war, when we separated with the main army, we were attacked by creatures similar to this, but they were smaller."

Back then the wolves had been the size of a lion or tiger not a fucking bear, and a grizzly at that.

"Will probably be seeing more of this. The large amount magic in the air is turning normal animals into monsters." The count said.

"Sunil I want a larger group of patrols in the farm lands. There not that many so around 600 men." The count said referring to the man in guard attire.

"Understood." With that the man named Sunil worked out of the barn.

"Why was I called here again?" I asked looking around.

"Same reason as Balan over there." Michael responded.

"Take look at this kid." Balan said as he walked over to the dead wolf's head. He then pushed open it's lips.

Inside the dead wolf's mouth, the fangs had a light blue glow to them. Before I could say anything he took out a piece of metal before striking the teeth. A clear Ting resounded inside the barn.

"No way, Are they?"

"Made of metal? No I idea kid, that is why we are here. I will take one of the fangs and you will take the other." Balan said as he looked at Michael to remove the teeth.

.....

Soon I was back at the estate looking at the almost three inches long fang.

My first thought was to try and make something with it, so started drawing up designs.

I then started on methods to add the fang, the first was the most obvious; melting the fang before mixing it with some iron ore, but that didn't work, the damn tooth just burn red but didn't melt.

From there I tried hammering at it. Not even a dent on the thing.

After a while of thinking I made a choice to just bury it into whatever sword I was going to make, that or embed it on the sword.

A few hours later I was done with the blade, it still didn't have a handle but that would come later.

I had hammered at the area where the fang was so much, that it could be seen from the top and bottom.

It was finally time to check if it had worked. I placed my hand on the blade and focus.

[Godly Sharpness.]

[Curse of Binding]

[Curse of the Creator 6]

[Unbreaking 4]

"Yeah that seems right," I then proceed to laughing like an evil maniac.

"This is it, my path forward." I said to myself smiling ear to ear.

I finally knew what I needed to get other enchants, 'wait does that mean I can even get other elements?' I couldn't help but day dream about my elemental sword collection.

With that in mind I decided to finish up the sword before giving it to Michael.

I had already tested my other curses and [Binding] would most likely to sell the most in the new world to come.

The curse had the power to follow it's master if it was lost, as long as the owner had mana they could continuasly pull the sword towards them.

My other curses like vanishing which made the sword appear near me if the owner isn't holding it or it's not near there body. Honestly this was a curse I planned to use to swindle annoying customers.

....

After an hour I finish up my work and decide to call Balan over.