Awakening of the Ancient Powerhouse

Thirty years later...

In a luxurious house, a young man of 12 or 13 years slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

"Where am I?"

Looking at his little body, Draven was in a daze.

"Did the reincarnation succeed?" Draven muttered in shock.

Draven was the former powerhouse of the Nexus continent.

The Divine Forger, who could fight and kill with a hammer.

"I wonder how long it's been..."

Looking at his memories, there was an unrecognizable expression on his face.

A decade of memories seemed too foreign to him.

Draven didn't even know if he had reincarnated into the same world.

Feeling his Battle Will's presence around the continent, he confirmed that he was still in the same Etherium realm.

Before he could further process his thoughts, the door opened, revealing a woman who hurriedly approached him.

"Son!"

"Are you fine? Does your head still hurt?"

"N-no, I'm fine," Draven said, embarrassed.