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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi
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504 Chs

Chapter One Hundred and Six: Don't Let Grievances Last Overnight

Faye sat in the living room, listening to Malin recount his Northern exploits in one breath, from the previous trench battles to the ensuing night fights. For Faye, who had an older brother serving in the North, these weren't particularly enthralling tales. However, considering Malin's place in her heart, she had to admit she was quite nervous—that something might go wrong to the North, then the South; in those couple of days, Faye nearly thought she might never see Malin again.

By the time Malin talked about entering the terrifying Stairway Fortress, Faye was already feeling dizzy—that was the Evil God's stronghold! Even mortals with the scantest knowledge understood that stepping into such a stronghold of the Evil God meant a perilous journey from which survival was a luxury, and dying with dignity was an even more far-fetched fantasy.