Ember Ledger

Three hundred years after the death of the god, Eludran's magic network has long since collapsed. Nowadays, anyone who wants to cast the most rudimentary fireball technique has to burn something as fuel, burn the remains of gods, burn relics, or burn memories. Kyle's soul traveled to the border town of Ashes Crossing and became a debt-ridden blacksmith apprentice with an extra furnace in his head. He soon discovered that there was a problem with this stove: every time an artifact was produced, a piece of his memory would be eaten away. An iron nail makes you forget what you had for breakfast; a dagger makes you forget the summer when you were twelve years old. He began to keep an account. What was written in the account were all things he had forgotten. From the blacksmith shop to the capital's workshop, from the Ember Black Market to the battlefields of various countries, every sword he struck was getting stronger, and the "person from another world" was disappearing little by little. Waiting at the end is a choice: burn the last memory with his name written on it, and replace it with a sword that can cut off the gods.