
by Seiryuu015
The gods are dead, and their bodies have become the bedrock of reality. Now, their fading breath—the System of Providence—is the only thing keeping the world from unraveling. To save a stagnant civilization, thousands have turned their eyes to the West, a wild frontier where the divine echo is strongest and the potential for power is limitless. But on the Ossian Trail, the price of progress is paid in the very soul of the world. In a world governed by the divine "System of Providence," Bramblewick is a Brownie without a home. Standing only three feet tall and possessing the humble Class of [Tinker], he is rejected by the great wagon trains of the East, who see him as nothing more than a potential servant or mascot. Refusing to accept charity or disrespect, Bramblewick makes a fateful decision: if he cannot join a hearth, he will build one himself
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