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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.

Salty Fish Pilot · Games
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Chapter 321: The Auction at Sea

"So, Mr. Watson, can the story be called 'Heart of the Ocean'?"

Miss Princess suggested, her hair fluttering slightly in the sea breeze.

"Of course, it can."

Shard nodded and then coughed before saying,

"Then I'll begin. This is a true story that happened not long ago, perhaps..."

It actually didn't require many details to be changed to tell the tale of the great shipwreck that had been passed down in his homeland for ages, after all, the era of the story's setting wasn't very different from the present day.

With the sea breeze on his face and the scenery of Coldwater Port fading into the distance, Shard narrated the story at a gentle pace, while Miss Princess stood with her hands on the railing, listening and gazing out at the sea.