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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 51, 5th Epoch · 1068

Upon entering the White Mist Gate, he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, merely stepping forward as usual. The ground beneath his feet was still firm, and everything around him was shrouded in white fog, as if he had entered the world of a surreal dream.

In the midst of this hazy and strange fog, just as Professor Garcia had said, the whispers in his ears seemed to speak more words than ever before:

[Outlander, you have stepped into "Time Corridor".]

[A message from the Ancient God, "Father of the Infinite Tree":]

[Autumn of the year 1068 of the Fifth Era, Southern Continent, Hope Town.]

[Event: The Old God "Creator of Innocence" has fallen.]

[Duration: 10 minutes.]

Apart from the sudden appearance of specific nouns "Time Corridor" and "Ancient God", the information so far matched what Professor Garcia had discussed.

[You have received additional information.]

[The visage of the Father of the Infinite Tree watches over you.]