A man called Drail, the weakest of humanity, lived in a world where monsters exist and in one of the family received a system by God knows who the literally hit him on his head and experienced pain that even the creator wants to die and cant handle nor suppress it with his power and it lasted for 24 hours. Has gore details too detailes and will take a long time to post as I am lazy and have school
So...I have died huh. That's interesting. Something's missing though. "A mortal so you have died...Yet you feel empty? You where a master of your craft. So why?" Hmm? A goddess? Well madam you see the forge has been my home. No matter when I was asked what i wanted to be I only answerd blacksmith. So thats what I did. "So that is all you know," No. I've done many things yet I wish i could still forge for it was my passion. "Interesting..." *Flash* "What will you do in your new world black smith? I wonder."
"You son of a bitch...how could you?" Arlo spoke, venom in his voice. "I was doin it to protect da town." His uncle replied, staring down the young smith. "Ill kill you if she gets hurt." Arlo drew the strange blade from its sheath, and his uncle nearly dropped once he spotted it. "Where did you get that?" His voice quivered in fear. ----------------- Also was a humble blacksmith, no fear in life as no real trouble came to him, until the day that girl stumbled in. Thats when his life was changed forever. Now, thrust into a war he never wanted to take part in, he must recover the power of his ancient ancestor, hoping that it will save the world. With the help of fellow outcasts Etsui, Hunter, and Raye, his path becomes a brutal and bloodfueled rampage throughout the world of Olerynn. But in the end, will any of this matter?