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The Deceitful One

With the advent of steam power, mankind has advanced and ushered in the industrial revolution. This is the age of steam locomotives, automatons, guns, and cannons, as well as curses, magic, artifacts, and the occult. Hidden in the shadows are a group of extraordinary people who wield enormous power and strange abilities that normal people cannot even begin to comprehend. They are known as Transcendents! Bryan, a wily thief with a penchant for mischief, lost his parents at a very young age and was forced to live on the streets. That is until his whole life turned around when he was shown the Path to becoming a Transcendent. The Theft Path specializes in deceit and illusions. It can steal everything under the heavens. Even the powers, thoughts, and lives of others. Follow Bryan on his journey through this dangerous and treacherous world as he steals from gods and robs the mortals. This is the story of The Deceitful One. *** My novel has a steampunk world setting, so expect a lot of steam-powered technology as well as retro-looking futuristic inventions. Furthermore, there will be churches, secret organizations, and cults. So if you're a fan of LotM—which I have taken inspiration from btw—you will definitely like my novel. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a novel so you might find some mistakes here and there. Just know that I'm constantly trying to improve. Cheers! *** https://discord.gg/ZwFUa2zM

PandaDumpling · Fantasy
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264 Chs

Faceless Demon

A little more than five minutes had passed and already a squad from the Silver Owls had arrived at the location Bryan was earlier at. Included in this group was Andrew. He looked around at the commotion at the entrance of the hospital and wondered just what had happened there.

His captain, a middle-aged man with brown hair and black eyes, was also here along with three other people. He looked around the place, trying to find just who had shot the emergency signal.

He then instructed his team, "Spread out and look for other members. It was a red flare, which means the situation must have been very urgent."

"Yes, captain!" Everyone solemnly nodded and then dispersed.

Meanwhile, the captain approached one of the fleeing men, grabbed him by the shoulders, and asked, "What happened here?"

The man, angry at being stopped, was about to admonish him, however, he soon heard the captain speak again, "My name is Max Frey, I'm with the Nadir Police."