If you're shoved into someone else's body and stranded in a world at war against an implacable, eldritch enemy. One that is hellbent on killing everything that lives and breathes. And your only allies are decadent Gods and their narcissistic heroes-
What do you do to win?
Why, laugh maniacally and build yourself a magical Gatling gun, of course!
The full story of the life and times of the gnoll Maedmux, Orario's only artificer.
(A Danmachi-X-DnD Nonhuman semi SI Fanfiction)
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Hyena Werks | 7 | Chapter Seven: First Floor: Tools, Gnolls, Comically Large Shotguns. | RoyalRoadL | |
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Hyena Werks | 6 | Chapter Six: Shaking Down an Old Man For His Pocket Change. (And Other Fun, Wholesome Activities) | RoyalRoadL | |
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Hyena Werks | 5 | Chapter Five: Hitting The Books | RoyalRoadL | |
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Hyena Werks | 4 | Chapter Four: A Dinner Date with a Nice Girl (and Seven of Her Closest Friends) | RoyalRoadL | |
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Hyena Werks | 3-2 | Chapter Three: Squeaking Past The Divine Border Patrol (Jailhouse Blues Part Two) | RoyalRoadL | |
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Hyena Werks | 2-1 | Chapter Two: The Movers and Shakers (Jailhouse Blues Part One) | RoyalRoadL | |
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Hyena Werks | 1 | Chapter One: A New to You, You. (Slightly Used) | RoyalRoadL | |