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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 49 "Shard's" Past

Shard's secrets were actually not many: his status as an outsider, the occasional unusualness of the voice in his head, and his ability to understand any script he had come across so far; therefore, the problem wasn't too significant.

"Yes, the problem isn't big."

He convinced himself of this.

"I'm glad you understand. The Academy has pondered over the issue with the Bill Schneider Group for many years, even considering disbanding the group. Thankfully, you arrived. In fact, comparatively speaking, even among all the correspondence Circle Sorcerers who have enrolled at Saint Byrons in the recent ten years, your background is the most trustworthy. Your past is very simple, and you've had no connections with the mystical or other powers."

Professor Sanchez said with a smile. Since he brought up the topic, Shard took the opportunity to ask: