ChellyArks

"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

Smith and Wesen: A Modern Blacksmith's Magical Reincarnation

Without the flesh and ugly scar tissue surrounding it, I was now face-to-face with a gaping hole the size of an average sword's width. Understandably, that was because it was a stab wound that I made in the first place. The lack of blood seeping out of it was unnerving, and the fact that I couldn't see through the small hole of darkness made me dread just what I would see if I ever opened it up to clean it.

"I'm moving on to see your heart, Aria," I blinked away the nerves as I reached for the forceps. "I want you to stop blood flow through your heart, understand?"

My patient simply scoffed, "It's not like I'm not doing it right now anyway. Feel free to mess with it to your heart's content~"

Ignoring the pun, I gently pried the wound open to see just how much damage I did back then.

58.7 Reassessment