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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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541 Chs

One hundred and sixty-two: Recuperation (3)

"Mr. Mischael, your leg has improved significantly, but you have been injured four times in the past year, and I must warn you, even if you are a Transcendent, sustaining injuries to your leg so frequently is extremely irresponsible of you," said the esteemed Lady Myem, a doctor at the Benevolent Church Hospital, looking at Mischael.

The latter sat in a wheelchair, smiling like a child in the early summer morning sun, "Madam, I had no idea the horse would be so unruly."