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The highly anticipated Korean novel that has captivated readers worldwide is finally being translated; and it's not one to be missed. 

Amidst a world ravaged by horrid creatures, the awakened - gifted with otherworldly abilities - are the only ones who have a fighting chance. Follow Jae-sung, machiavellian in nature, as he rises from mere mortal to monstrous deity, challenging fate and defying destiny.

Metallurgy Mage

Jae-sung, with a discerning eye, examined the description of his abilities. His curiosity piqued, he adopted a meditative posture, eager to delve deeper into his powers.


As he closed his eyes and focused his mind, he was amazed to find that he could now sense what the puppet perceived. He saw himself from the puppet's perspective, a novel and illuminating experience.


With newfound insight, Jae-sung offered his companion, Shigi the puppet, several novel ways to employ their metal abilities. The puppet listened attentively, nodding in agreement as Jae-sung outlined his ideas.


Shigi leaned forward, his gaze fixed intently upon Jae-sung. In a voice tinged with a hint of mechanical precision, he replied, "Your suggestions are most intriguing, my friend. I am eager to explore these new avenues of our abilities, and to unlock their full potential."


With a quiet determination, Jae-sung issued his commands to the sentient puppet, Shigi. Sending him out into the desolate snow barrens, tasked with the dual missions of combat and collection. He was still recovering from the recent battle, his body weary from the exertion.


Taking a deep breath, Jae-sung settled into his meditative posture, closing his eyes and centering himself. As he did so, he felt a strange sensation wash over him, as if he were merging with the puppet. He was, in a sense, seeing the world through Shigi's eyes, experiencing everything that the puppet experienced.


The meditative posture was one that Jae-sung was improving over time, honing his focus and allowing him to tap into the full extent of his abilities. As he slipped into this trance-like state, he could feel the world around him changing, becoming more vibrant and alive.


Through Shigi's eyes, Jae-sung saw the desolate wasteland transformed into a canvas of white and gray, dotted with the occasional flash of color as the puppet encountered materials for collection. The puppet moved with a fluid grace, its clockwork form navigating the rugged terrain with ease.


Shigi spoke thus: "The temperature in the Snow Barrens has fallen to -89.6 degrees Celsius."


And then, as he crested a hill, he saw it, the yeti, standing tall in all its fearsome glory.


Shigi's metallic form twitched in acknowledgement as he swiftly carried out the plan. He trekked upon the beast. The yeti roared in anger as the spear, attached by a wire, penetrated its flesh, unraveling and blending its organs. The yeti fell to the ground, defeated.


Jae-sung was not content to stop there. "Would you be able to improve upon our other ranged attacks?" he stated.


Shigi set out into the darkness in search of the elusive wendigos. The moonlight illuminated his path, as the shadows loomed.


At last, he caught sight of a pair of glowing eyes in the distance. The wendigos howled in rage as they charged forward, but they were no match for the swift and precise aim of Shigi. The buckshot tore through the air, shredding the wendigos with ease.


In the stillness of his abode, Jae-sung spoke to the figure, instructing it to operate on its own and complete its task with efficiency and haste. Freeing Jae-sung from the burden of direct involvement, allowing him to rest and recharge his own weary mind and body.


As the hours passed, Jae-sung lay in slumber, his dreams filled with the images of the fruits of Shigi's labor. He envisioned the resources collected, the beasts felled, and the profits to be gained from the sale of materials.


Astral Projection