I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Soul shaking in trepidation, he slammed his ethereal finger on the yes option, too happy to accept to think.

[Tier-seven Adam's Macuahuitl soul bound.]

[Tier-six Adam's Puppet soul bound.]

"HAHAHA! Even Luna recognised my creations!"

His laughter echoed in the empty smithy, overwhelming the noise of the dimming furnace and awakening Yngrid on the first floor.

Yet, he didn't notice a thing and summoned the items out of his soul sea.

Then, eyes bulging in impatience, he scrutinised the blade to make its stat window appear.

Name: Adam's Macuahuitl

Rank: T7 Mythical weapon

Description:

Forged in an old shop on Durazmarn outskirts, Adam's Macuahuitl is a strange blade no one had ever seen. Through the clever mix of three disciplines, patience and effort to honor his mentors' names, he created a mythical weapon even archmages would drool over.

Note: I still can't believe it...

Abilities:

Moon's champion: The wood's natural attunement for the moon, combined with a potent enhancement, provides the wielder a one hundred stat points bonus. Doubled when fighting under the moon.

Mana attunement: Each material of Adam's Macuahuitl bathed in its creator's mana, undergoing purification, strengthening, forging and engraving. Double any elemental spells' damage.

I can be the sun if I want: Melted and enchanted using the sun element, the starmetal embodies its properties. Its sharp edges release a burst of pure solar flames upon impact.

And the moon: Each strike condenses the surrounding mana to deliver a crushing blow shaped like a silver crescent.

I'm the storm that is approaching: Grants the wielder incredible swiftness. Each movement melds into another in a lethal dance of wind and lightning.

"Hahaha! Just wait, you damned puppies! I'll save the sixty dwarfs soon."

His grin reached his eyes as the enchantments were the ones he expected.

Since he had built his two masterpieces to complete Selene's mission, of course, he added means to counter his creatures.

Still, the result was phenomenal, making him remember the almost six months of dedicated study and training he endured to reach his mastery level.

'I didn't waste my time.'

He puffed his ethereal chest, a crafter's pride seeping through his soul.

Then, he turned to his puppet, eyes ablaze and soul throbbing in anticipation.

Name: Adam's Puppet

Rank: T6 Mythical puppet

Description:

Forged in an old shop on Durazmarn outskirts, Adam's puppet is a marvel of technology and mana conductivity. The tier six improved beast core fuels it with energy as the pseudo mana circuits let it travel through the conductive wood in a harmonious balance of exquisite precision.

Abilities:

I'm the best enchanter: Hidden below the armored wood, the engravings are untargetable and indestructible, making the puppet a moving bastion of unparalleled durability.

Mana attunement: Each material of Adam's puppet bathed in its creator's mana, undergoing purification, strengthening, forging, and engraving. Decrease any elemental damage suffered by half.

Vampire and werewolf's bane: Solar energy courses through the puppet's wood, reinforcing and warding creatures of the night.

Nature's champion: Blessed by the silver moon tree and enchanted to perfection, the puppet benefits from one hundred bonus stat points. Doubled when fighting in a nature-filled environment.

Storm's eyes: Through Vivan's theories, Adam developed a unique enchantment, increasing image processing and allowing for swift reactions.

Soul binding: Allows a soul to inhabit the puppet for a year. Remaining time: 365 days. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

After reading the terrifying enchantments, his mouth almost split to reach his ears.

The puppet complemented the blade to create an unbeatable combo.

And now, despite his apprentice rank, he could fight tier-six entities! No one would ever believe him if he boasted about it.

He chuckled in joy, hugging the puppet before the noise of the creaking door drew his attention.

"You're done already?!"

Yngrid's eyes enlarged as her mouth curled down in guilt.

But he rapidly moved to hug the boisterous enchanter, unwilling to let her mood sour.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

He phased through her body, sending a chill down their spines as he forgot he couldn't interact with anyone as a ghost.

Scratching his misty hair, he flew to the puppet, cursing his carelessness under his breath, and entered it.

Unlike the first time, he felt a boundless power coursed through his soul as it bound itself to the wood.

The beast core inlaid in his chest pulsed to life, reflecting the surroundings while watering the puppet with incredible energy.

As Yngrid's eyes enlarged in shock, he pounced on her in a bear hug.

"Thank you for your help and unwavering support."

From this close, she noticed the words engraved on his neck's side, eyes clouding in gratitude.

"Don't be."

She patted his back and buried her head in the smooth wood.

"You paid for the lessons and did everything yourself. I don't deserve to have my name associated with your masterpiece."

"If I feel you do, then you do. That's all that matters."

He pulled back and offered her a gentle smile.

"Stay who you are. You're exceptional."

He noticed how her face burned, turning as red as a tomato for a second before her usual grin returned.

"A shame you're so young. But don't abuse that silver tongue to get women."

He rolled his eyes at her chuckles.

"Not happening. I'm too busy for now. Anyway, I'll take my leave to rest for a bit and focus on the final. "

His plan to end the duel as fast as possible didn't change. He had to prepare a countermeasure against every scenario and beat the cheater before he could summon his ace monsters.

She scrutinised him, eyes firmly planted in his and grabbed his arm, feeling its incredible weight.

"You have to win."

"Of course! I'm competing to get those hands."

She nodded, releasing and watching his departing figure.

However, when he opened the door and stepped out, her eyes enlarged, and her heart almost leapt out of her throat.

"W-wait!"

Her cracking voice broke the silence as she rushed to catch him. Yet, she only saw a blur in the distance.

"N-No. How is Adam related to him? It's impossible!"

She held her forehead, pupils constricted and trembling at the horrifying revelation because... she had just seen Durgrim's name on the other side of his neck.