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"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!"


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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.



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Smith and Wesen: A Modern Blacksmith's Magical Reincarnation

Hearing my sister's warning, I quickly raised my arms up to defend as branches flew from every goddamn direction of the dome; their pointed tips and jagged sides glinting against the flames as they slithered their way through the air.

With a great heave, I gritted my teeth as I deflected a pair of branches away from me and onto the fire we were trailing, incinerating them to ash as Lise did the same. We couldn't even tell if we were out yet as-

That sound! We were at that part already? "Push through the smoke!"

Holding my breath, I braced myself as I jumped through the smoke-covered hole that was our way out of our wooden prison. Lise trailing behind me, my eyes adjusted at the increased light as we were now once again back at the camp. And holy shvt did this place change after just a few moments of me being unconscious.

56.3 Resolve