~Aeloria Kingdom~

My Grandfather once said-

“Find a woman who is smart. Find a woman who is great in bed. Find a woman who loves you for who you are. And make sure none of these women ever meet.”

That’s what he said as he disappeared into the thin mist never to return again.

Hey, this is me, Kai, a seventeen years old blacksmith, not to say it out loud but am quite popular for my creations.

“And this is my town, Elderia.” I said while opening the shutter to my garage of unusual creations.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I put the coal inside the furnace and left it to preheat for the time being. “I better get done with the finishing of the products befo-”

“Yo, Kai!” A metallic voice reverberated inside my head as a guy about fifteen inches higher than me, I am 5’4 by the way, stopped his bike just in front of my shop. He had a dark red Mohawk and sea blue eyes…well, the positive was that he didn’t shave off the entirety from both the sides, so it still looked decent enough.

“Ya done with the modification, r’ght?” He said as he pulled out his hands from his pockets with knuckles fixed onto their right positions.

My Grandfather once said-

“Find a woman who is smart. Find a woman who is great in bed. Find a woman who loves you for who you are. And make sure none of these women ever meet.”

That’s what he said as he disappeared into the thin mist never to return again. I never knew what he meant by that, but I always remembered those words. They seemed to hold some deeper truth that I couldn’t quite grasp.

Hey, this is me, Kai, a seventeen years old blacksmith, not to say it out loud but am quite popular for my creations. I inherited my grandfather’s workshop and his passion for crafting weapons and armor. I was always fascinated by the way metal could be shaped and transformed into something beautiful and powerful.

“And this is my town, Elderia.” I said while opening the shutter to my garage of unusual creations. Elderia was a small town on the outskirts of the kingdom. It was a quiet and peaceful place, where people went about their daily lives without any major concerns. But I knew that there were dangers lurking beyond the town’s borders, and that’s why I made sure to always be prepared.

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I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I put the coal inside the furnace and left it to preheat for the time being. “I better get done with the finishing of the products befo-”

“Yo, Kai!” A metallic voice reverberated inside my head as a guy about fifteen inches higher than me, I am 5’4 by the way, stopped his bike just in front of my shop. He had a dark red Mohawk and sea blue eyes…well, the positive was that he didn’t shave off the entirety from both the sides, so it still looked decent enough.

It was my old friend Zoltar. We’ve known each other since we were kids and we’ve always been close. He was a bit of a wild child, always getting into trouble and pushing the boundaries, but I couldn’t help but admire his fearless attitude.

He was always looking for adventure and excitement, and that’s why he came to me for modifications on his bike.

“Ya done with the modification, r’ght?” He said as he pulled out his hands from his pockets with knuckles fixed onto their right positions.

I nodded and gestured for him to come inside the shop. “Come on in, I just finished it. It’s better than ever now.”

Zoltar’s face lit up as he followed me inside. He couldn’t wait to see the modifications I had made to his bike. I had added a few extra gears and reinforced the frame to make it more durable. It was now faster, stronger, and ready for any adventure that Zoltar could throw at it.

As I unveiled the newly created super-bike, Hunter X5660a4d:Ver-5.11, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I had put in countless hours of hard work and dedication to perfecting this machine, and it had finally paid off. The bike was equipped with the latest technology, including an advanced engine and state-of-the-art suspension system. But what really set it apart was the addition of the bomb-acceleration feature, which I had failed to accomplish in my previous attempts.

“Here is your new Hunter X5660a4d:Ver-5.11. I even added the bomb-acceleration that I failed to accomplish the last time. Trust me, it’s gonna be a fucking ride from here on out,” I said, with a sense of pride in my voice.

But my excitement was short-lived when I saw the puzzled and angry expression on Zoltar’s face as he pointed towards the bike. “T-This…what is this bullshit?” he exclaimed.

I was taken aback by his reaction. “What do you mean by that? It’s the precious bike of yours-,” I said, trying to understand his confusion.

“Don’t fuck with me! That dull shit is not my Hunter. What the hell did you do with my bike?!” Zoltar exclaimed, his anger reaching a boiling point.

I knew that the outer appearance of the bike was different, but I was confident that once Zoltar rode it, he would see its true potential. “E-Ehh? Don’t just be startled yet. It’s just-t the outer appearance. Try to ride it once and the hunter will show its fangs. Trust me, I am an expert in this,” I said, trying to convince him since those knuckles looked like something that would mess my clumsy brain for the good of the society.

“And if I find you bluffing, I gotta give you a hefty reward for your services, na!” He said as he flexed his rock-hard elbows to me.

“How does this shit blow up? It’s nothing like my hunter, you sure its not something else?” He asked me.

“U-uhh? Yea, obviously. What else would it be, haha?” Well, he is not wrong, entirely.

*

Kai, working on the bike, few days ago…

“Okay, now let’s look at this beauty from the inside.” He said as he hit the bike with his magic hammer and its engine burst from inside, blowing the entire bike into smithereens.

*

Ahh, I am so dead right now. What to do?

“Ooh, it does make some heavy noise.” Zoltar said as he accelerated the bike while pressing the brakes.

“W-Well, I told you, don’t go on the outer appearance.” Ho-lee-fuk, how is this thing running? I just smelted the broken parts together.

“So regarding the payments…”

“What are you talking about? Its just making some heavy noise…it still looks shit from the outside, you think I can go outside with this thing on? Forget about the money, and be grateful that am not asking for returns, you retard.” Zoltar replied as he went off towards the market, riding the bike.

This b*tch, “Zoltar, don’t forget to push the knob inside for the ‘bomb’ acceleration of yours.”

“Huh? This red butt-” He said as he pressed the button and the bike exploded, throwing him someplace far away from him, for the time being.

Reverse detonation - a rapid chemical reaction, initiated by the heat accompanying a shock compression, which liberates sufficient energy, to cause the shock waves to amplify. Of course it was only possible because of my grandpa’s magic hammer but who cares.

“Well, it was supposed to act as a bomb accelerator according to my calculations but there seems to be a minute error.” I said as I entered inside my shop to work on my next product.