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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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39.3 Self-Reflection

My vision began to swirl as more of these memory photographs started forming in the front of my mind. Places and concepts that I was sure I hadn't learned or ever been to before felt like actual memories instead of feeling like distant locations that I had only ever seen in pictures. People I had never met before suddenly assaulted my ears as their voices made themselves heard. But at the same time, I could never place a finger on their names, identities, or even their significance to this version of me as I looked on as a bystander to my own second life.

 

"Rouge? Are you okay?"

 

I shook my head as I closed my eyes in pain, the throbbing migraine from before turning into a full clusterfvck of a headache as I felt my knees weaken at the amount of pain.

 

"Roug....!"