By day, I’m a history teacher. And by night— a blacksmith. And everything was wonderful… right up until that very bullet at the dig site.
I woke up in another world, in a castle full of goblins. And there’s more: there’s also a ghost—he appointed me as the Keeper and then dissolved. No food, no weapons, and no hint of what to do next. But I do have—my mind, my hands, and a very interesting ability…
Well. Time for a story. My story…
Hold on, green ones. Looks like this is the perfect world for a blacksmith!