Kanetoshi_Matsuoka

In a world where dungeons and monsters invade through portals, hunters rise to fight back with swords, spells, and brute strength. But Jin Tae-Hyun, an F-class failure, is killed by a mutated monster—and awakens ten years in the past with an SSS-class skill hidden behind an F-rank label:

**\[The Maker] — A skill that lets him craft weapons, armor, and accessories of any rarity.**

From Common to Mythical. From basic swords to sentient, elemental blades.

Jin chooses to hide his true power, forge his own path, and rise from the shadows. With each battle, he improves his gear, copies fighting styles, and builds a team of loyal allies. But when a hidden realm tied to ancient crafting appears, Jin’s journey begins to reshape the very world.

The blacksmith of tomorrow isn't just a support role—
**He's the one who builds legends.**

The Maker's Rebirth

The cut on the C-class swordsman's chest wasn't deep—but it was *clean*, surgical.

The audience hadn't expected anything from Jin. F-Class Hunters weren't supposed to land hits, let alone move faster than the eye could follow.

"That movement... that wasn't a basic technique," the examiner muttered, narrowing his eyes.

Jin sheathed the training sword like a blade master, though he wore the cheap gear of a nobody. Inside, he was calm—but his mind was racing.

**Flash Step Slash—Replicated. Successful.**

**Affiliation: Shadow Fang Guild – Recruitment Division**

He could *feel* the gaze—a sharp, calculated presence up in the viewing deck behind a one-way mirror.

They're scouting already. I need to stay low.

A voice rang from the observation deck.

A tall, silver-haired teen stepped into the ring.

"Name: **Ryo Kisaragi**," the examiner announced. "B-Class Swordsman. Shadow Fang Guild's direct recruit."

The crowd stirred—he was *famous* among rookies. A prodigy.

Ryo smirked. "You're interesting. For a fake."

Jin didn't respond. He reached into his bag and pulled out **his own sword**—the one he'd forged himself. Reinforced Iron Sword \[Rare].

"I prefer to use something I made."

"Custom weapon?" Ryo narrowed his eyes. "Cute."

**\[Duel Initiated – No Fatal Strikes Allowed]**

Ryo moved first, sword flashing with mana.

Jin parried—barely. The force rattled his arms. This wasn't a simulation. This was real.

**\[Analyzing Sword Style: Phantom Fang Style – Mid-Tier Martial Art]**

**Replication Rate: 19%... 26%... 33%...**

He blocked a second blow and side-stepped a spinning slash, dragging his sword across Ryo's thigh.

Ryo snarled and unleashed a flurry of attacks. Jin was forced to dodge, not block.

Another slash. Another burst of footwork.

**\[Skill Acquired: Phantom Fang Step Lv.1]**

**Effect: Increases dodge efficiency during swordplay by 10%. Requires sword equipped.**

He slid under the final swing and tapped Ryo's chest with the blade's edge.

"What the hell was that?" someone whispered. "How did an F-class dodge that many hits?"

Ryo's eyes narrowed. His pride was bruised, but he stepped back with grace.

"No. But no one needs to know that yet."

Up above, the Shadow Fang Guild recruiter stood, eyes locked on Jin.

"Track him. Don't approach. Just watch."

Jin Takashi had just entered their radar.

Chapter 5: Hidden Fangs