Chapter 1: Prologue

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I had loved my grandfather ever since I was little.

"Cheolung, when you hammer iron, you must strike it while thinking about what kind of thoughts the person who will use it will have."

I asked him,

"Why?"

"When you think of the purpose the person using this object has as you wield it, it will help them achieve that purpose."

"Really?"

"That is right."

My grandfather was a blacksmith.

A blacksmith who loved hammering iron. I wanted to be like him.

"But Grandpa, why are you so small?

You are stronger than other people, older, and have more muscles, too."

"This is a secret, but Grandpa is not actually from this world. Where I used to live, people like Grandpa were called dwarves. I was a blacksmith there, too.

Don't tell your father. All right?"

"Okay! Can I become a blacksmith like you too, Grandpa?"

"Of course you can, my child."

Grandfather said that with a smile.

From that day onward, I inherited my grandfather's craft.

Then, in the year I turned twenty, Grandfather called for me.

"Cheolung..."

"Yes, Grandpa."

"I do not have much time left now."

Cough

"So I am going to give you this smithy."

"...Grandpa, but I—"

"You can do well."

He said that, then smiled.

That was my grandfather's last moment.

'It has been ten years since that day.'

At present, having happened upon some good iron, I was heading to my workshop.

Then—

Rattle

The train suddenly shook.

[The free service for Planetary System 8162 has ended.]

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