The_Honored_1

“I’m sure we’ve all had that weird kid in our class.”

“You know, the one everyone avoids like the plague.”

“The moron who always comes to school with messy black hair, torn-up clothes, and so many bruises on their body it looks like they were mauled by a bear.”

“I know that kid well—”

“Because I’m him.”

[DING!]

[YOU HAVE AWAKENED YOUR BLACKSMITH SYSTEM]

“Blacksmith system? What the fuck is that?”

It’s the power to forge. 

The power to create weapons that can split the heavens themselves.

Weapons that can challenge gods, rewrite fate, and reduce galaxies to dust.

Weapons that can cut through time and space.

With the Blacksmith System… you have the power of creation.

Do you accept?
[Y/N]

My Ultimate Blacksmith System

The moths descended like a tsunami of death; the sound of their wings flapping was enough to make your skin crawl.

Just as they were about to capsize our boat, they were intercepted by a horde of curses. Their bodies resembled those of harpies, enabling them to fly. Their skin was slimy and black, exactly like the Thalassian Wraiths. They looked like a cross between the two.

The speed at which Luna acted told me that she already knew about the Blood Moths on the ceiling, but she had kept quiet.

She had really changed since the first time we met. I think part of that was because of Kiki. Having a real friend had made her open up more.

While the curses were keeping the Blood Moths busy, I seized the opportunity to maneuver the boat away from the wall. It took all the strength I had to paddle through the thickness of the blood.

An Ominous Feeling