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Onward — [The Grand Ascetic Blacksmith System]LitRPG

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In a world that shows no mercy to the weak, Jary was the rock bottom. An E-rank adventurer whose failing blade was matched only by his wretched luck. After a disastrous hunt that shattered both his weapon and his pride, he finds himself buried in debt within a forgotten village—left with nothing but a crumbling forge inherited from his dwarven grandfather, Garon. But fate wasn’t content with breaking him as a warrior; it sought to forge him anew in the searing heat of the coals. Before Jary’s eyes, transparent screens appear—the "Ascetic Smithing System." It offers no free power. Instead, it demands a price paid in sweat and agony: thousands of hammer strikes, bone-melting heat, and impossible trials that defy human endurance.
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