Henry Smythe has always been a craftsman. He loved working with his hands, even as a child, and that passion followed him into adulthood.
When he was nineteen, visiting his parents, his father decided it would be a good idea to prank him by placing a ‘fake’ claymore in front of his door. Suffice it to say, it wasn’t fake, and now Henry was trapped in Middle Earth, almost two-hundred years before the events of Tolkien’s books.
Oh, and he had a system - one which was strictly based around cultivating crafting skills… and magic. Yeah, Henry was an average Gen-Z-er one moment, and a burgeoning wizard the next.
Let’s see where that takes him, shall we?