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

It was pissing me off. Someone had made a fool out of me. I was in a game orchestrated by someone else. If I find out who—

I had noticed some irregularities since coming to this world, but for the life of me, I couldn't piece it together. It felt like I was missing an important part of the puzzle, but what was it?

Our mission here was simple: we were to close all the labyrinths that popped up during a five-month-long period in this world. But we arrived one month late, so we would only spend four months here.

What happened during the one month we weren't here while labyrinths were popping up?

That was the only anomaly in this whole situation, the only thing I didn't have information on. Everything seemed too convenient—a labyrinth being outside the kingdom but only opening up when the heroes who could close it arrived.

The Plot