Fantasy

“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]