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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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736 Chs

Section 203: Puppet of the Past_2

Malin felt the quiver in the smile of the girl before him, and ultimately, he agreed to Faye's request to share the Spell Formation. When she gained his vision, Malin patted the armrest, "Follow me, and let's visit this old friend."

Having said that, Malin continued forward, ascending the steps.

What has happened to the world, Malin? Everything has changed.

With each step upward, a whisper rose again, and Malin didn't know how to explain.

I should tell her that you have already died and that I've arrived in another world. Now, you are nothing more than a distorted illusion stolen from my mind by a Magic Carpet scroll, a vestige with no past, a piece of time from the past that doesn't move.

It will eventually become blurred by time, it will be... forgotten.

You have already given me the answer. So that's how it is; I am just a piece of memory in your heart.