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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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My neck eventually gave out as I found myself face planting onto the metal beneath me. All I could see was the unmoving side of some random building as I focused myself on just trying to stay awake through this mess. If I had to wait this shvt out, then that's what I was going to do. Even if my chest feels like it was about to cave in on itself; even if my entire body felt like it was going through a literal ringer as my insides got squeezed, so long as I was still fvcking awake, then maybe I could find some sort of window that I could end this torture faster.

 

Or maybe, I could even end it now. I just had to be strong enough!

 

Inching my arms forward, my nails practically dug through the metal as I agonizingly crawled through the immense pain and pressure. Inch by inch, I painstakingly tried to make progress just to reach this man. Surely he wasn't getting affected by his own power. Perhaps getting closer to him would ease the fvcking pain.