If you’re shoved into someone else's body and stranded in a world at war against an implacable, eldritch enemy. One that is hellbent on killing everything that lives and breathes. And your only allies are decadent Gods and their narcissistic heroes- What do you do to win? Why, laugh maniacally and build yourself a magical Gatling gun, of course! The full story of the life and times of the gnoll Maedmux, Orario's only artificer. (A Danmachi-X-DnD Nonhuman semi SI Fanfiction)