
by GigooDistructo
Gunnar Zhang didn’t ask to be isekai’d into a world where math is magic and wizards hoard spell slots like gold. He definitely didn’t ask to be assigned the Wandwright class—a joke tier reserved for mages who can’t cast fireball without a six-second fuse. But when a freak System glitch merges his [Conjure Small Arm] cantrip with a forgotten dwarven schematic for a .357 revolver, the arcane council laughs. Until he ricochets a disintegration spell off three crystal walls and one very surprised lich. Now Gunnar has a [Gun Mage] prestige path, a grudge against the Archmage’s monopoly on power, and a mana pool that refills every time he pulls a trigger. The dungeons are full of monsters. The nobles are full of schemes. And the only spell he needs is more bullets.
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