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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

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Chapter 285: Balance Lies Among All Things (End of This Volume)

At 17 Queen Mary's Street, Shard and the doctor carried their suitcase up the stairs to the second floor, when Shard suddenly laughed:

"Doctor, judging by what we just did, we seem like classic villains."

"Good and evil are relative,"

the doctor said as the two of them bypassed the first floor and entered the corridor on the second floor, walking further in.

"What do you mean?"

"No one is completely good or evil; one can do good deeds and bad deeds. It's all about keeping the balance,"

the doctor explained as he and Shard reached the room at the furthest end of the hallway. They kicked open the door and approached the window overlooking a safe alleyway.

"Balance... Speaking of which, I've always been curious if our school's name, St. Byrons, holds a deeper meaning,"

Shard asked.