Clang—
Clang—
The sound of metal being struck echoed from the wooden house. A young man wielding a forging hammer was pounding away at farm tools on an anvil, sparks flying in all directions.
His muscles were well-defined, drenched in sweat, his entire body bathed in the fiery glow of the furnace, turning a shade of red.
Urban / Drama
Mature / Drama
Sci-fi / Mature
LitRPG / Adventure
LitRPG / Sci-fi
LitRPG / Sci-fi
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
Sci-fi / Mature
Urban / Drama