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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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59.5 Realignment

"I still can't see why we had to burn the house, Dear," the former Primzahl commented. "We could've just left it and nobody would've noticed."

 

"It's still a risk leaving it," I explained as I sheathed my sword and hefted my sack again. "We might've missed something that we should've thrown out. Not to mention any other prototypes that we couldn't bring with us."

 

Not entirely the truth since any prototype that I didn't pack was bound to be a defective piece of shvt, but the potential of any scrawled or written idea somewhere in that house ending up in enemy hands was something I absolutely did not want to happen. Also...

 

Fvck... I really am pretty stupid, huh...

 

"Anyway, we really need to move," I stressed out as I glanced at the smoke cloud going higher into the air. "You take point, Aria. You know the way."

 

"Of course," the bluenette shrugged as she assumed her role.