The Runesmith

The Runesmith

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Synopsis

Chapter 504: Gliding Rescue

What happens when a man gets transported into a foreign world filled with magic?

Will his knowledge in hardware technology help him out after he discovers its correlation to the words of power?

How will he fit in with the other noble houses as the lowly 4th son?

How will his story play out in a world where stats and skills equal power and status?

Come and find out as we embark on his journey.

Summary

An interesting progression fantasy with a protagonist who has reincarnated as a minor noble scion into a world of knights, mags, and adventurers. He decides to become a runesmith and leaves home as a boy to carve his own path independent of his unloving family.

Prologue

It was getting late, the street lights flickered around while someone coughed in the distance. The wind howled while people were trying to get to their homes. Little drops of water started appearing on the glass windows, followed by gentle tapping. A certain man was sitting in a lit room, holding what looked to be a soldering iron.

His hair was slightly unkempt and you could see a reflection of some kind of schematic coming of the glasses he was wearing. He was glancing between this schematic and the circuit board that was on the table.

“I need to replace these capacitors, not sure which one is the faulty one, I’ll just replace all of them.”

The man gave out a sigh while slowly getting his tools ready. He was glancing onto the circuit board with the help of a microscope, the tiny metallic parts hard to spot with the naked eye.

“That bastard made me work over-time again”

This man was in his mid-twenties, he was at a small computer repair shop. He was yet again forced to stay late into the day, being the ‘new kid’ in this place apparently put a bullseye on your back. The older workers always found a way to push their overdue workload on him, always giving him the excuse that he needed more experience and he should work harder.

“Damn fuckers only do this shit because I can’t refuse.”

He was still new, he was still in his trial period so he was expendable. He made the decision of trying to get along with his co-workers and play the nice guy. This was the result, he was stuck working and would probably be home at eight.

“Well, not like I have any plans anyway…”

“At least they don’t force me to clean all those dirty laptops, what do those people do with them to get them so dirty anyway…”

The sound of sizzling filled the area while the man continued with his work. The capacitors were replaced and everything was checked again, the circuit board he was fixing was in working order once more.

“Finally, just need to clean this shit and I’m done.”

He wasn’t alone here though, the whole repair shop was the building that his boss was actually living in. The bottom level was just the shop while the upper was the living quarters. He peeked through the door leading upstairs and shouted out.

“I’m done, I’m going home boss.”

He heard some kind of grunt that was muffled by the sounds of a TV. He just shrugged and grabbed his coat to go, luckily he took his umbrella today. The moment he walked outside he was hit with a sudden gust of wind that almost snapped it in half though.

“God damn if I left normally, I wouldn’t be stuck in this damn storm.”

He kicked a pebble while his umbrella shook from the pouring rain and strong winds. He felt dejected with his whole situation but not like he could do anything about it. He was living alone and needed it to pay rent, he barely had enough for an internet connection and food and was living from paycheck to paycheck.

‘Ugh, If I ever get out of this shit hole I’m going to open my own store, working for others sucks’

He arrived at a crosswalk, the howling wind was smashing into his face and the lack of earphones and music to listen too was making this whole ordeal even harder to last through. The only thing making him power through this was the warm bed waiting at home. While his mind was elsewhere the light at the crosswalk turned green and he took a step forward.

Luck wasn’t on his side yet again. When he was about halfway across the street a large truck appeared out of nowhere. He looked to the shining halogen lights that blinded him momentarily. The vehicle came right at him, his mind went blank and his life flashed through his eyes.

He remembered his youth, his family, and his lack of friends. It was a life of mediocrity, a life of following the status quo. But then, suddenly he snapped out of it. His body jolted forward as he jumped for his dear life. He felt air pressure from his back accompanied by a large splash of water.

He tumbled forward onto the sidewalk, the large truck just continuing on as if nothing happened. He didn’t even have time to glance at the plates. He was drenched in the rainwater, his hands scraped from the pavement.

‘Fucking psycho!’

He cursed while standing up, his palms were bloody and he was all wet, but luckily he was alive. His umbrella was in the middle of that street, flattened by the truck that almost killed him. His heart was pounding and he needed some time to calm down, but the pouring rain was making things hard.

‘I need to get home…’

He turned around while gritting his teeth, the fear replaced by anger as he headed home. He was drenched, his body was hurting and he still wasn’t back home. There was a possibility that he could catch a cold, the only thing on his mind now was to take a warm shower.

‘Sometimes I wish I could afford a bathtub… It always comes down to money…’

He moved forward, his apartment wasn’t far away from where he worked. This was the only saving grace of his job, he could reach it on foot withing thirty minutes which saved him some money.

Suddenly he felt a shiver run down his spine, it wasn’t the cold rain but more of a premonition. He could hear an engine revving not too far away from where he was. He slowly turned around, his eyes bulging slightly as he saw the exact same truck that almost turned him to meat paste.

“What?”

The truck was progressively getting louder, its front lights turned off. By instinct he started backing away, the halogens turned on and shone at the street that he was in. There were buildings on both sides and no space to duck to the side. When the truck that had it in for him took off so did he, running for his life like never before.

“Holy shit! Who is this fucker!”

He bolted forward, there was no one beside him in the streets no other cars in sight besides the honking truck behind him. The street was eerily empty, only one scrawny man running away from a big truck that went faster and faster.

“I need to call the police, where is everyone!”

He continued running, his gaze focused on the end of the street a small alleyway there. He didn’t look back, he didn’t falter as he just kept running mustering everything that his gamer body could muster. With a last-ditch effort he dived forward, a gust of wind felt behind him as the truck barreled past him while he jumped into the narrow passage.

He landed on his face, his hands getting scraped even more and blood running out of his nose. He quickly rolled up, trying to see if he was safe, the truck vanishing seemingly into thin air after clipping part of the building that connected to this alleyway.

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