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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 72: The Antique Revolver

"Yes, indeed it was a man."

As he spoke, Priest Augustus also revealed an awkward expression:

"The Six Rings Warlock, originally named Jack Deon, male. That ring capable of realizing gender transformation, according to intelligence, comes from the Blood Spirit School you've mentioned. They've always been skilled in flesh-related arcane techniques and possess a multitude of strange relics. Dammit, those madmen have all run off to the New World, yet they haven't forgotten to cause trouble for us."

The professors of Saint Byrons had said that the ancient organization known as the Blood Spirit School was pursued by the Church of the Five Gods.