บท 210: Forging West Wind And East Cloud 1

[the true art of forging is a lie, every material made and every method used is unique and would only work best for the smith implementing it. But regardless of the art or the method, the true pinnacle of smiting is to one day eventually, forge a soul.

But such a peak has not been reached yet, not unless by the great gods of the forge, chief amongst them being Hephaestus the god of fire…. I know this because I have face him in battle he is or rather was a man whose ferocity was unmatched, and even greater than his ferocity was his intellect and ingenuity.

With every swing of his hammer, Hephaestus could forge the most intricate of machines, weapons, armor and he would give them life! Give them power to rival the gods themselves and the invaders they face. If it wasn't for the help of those entities…. the alliance would have fallen to this beings, to these gods who had decided to hide themselves away in this tiny blue planet in the middle of the universe.