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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 97: The Arcane Technique of Gluttony

The network of alleys, like a maze, connected Tobesk Lower Town with the fringes of the University District. Walking along the alley and turning the corner, one could see a steam pipe, for some reason severed, leaking water outward.

For the safety of his boots, he circled around the puddle. He then continued forward and soon spotted a rusted metal staircase clinging to the dark yellow outer wall.

Thumping up the metal staircase to the second floor, it felt as if the entire staircase was shaking.

After knocking, he said to the inside,

"I was referred by Cuckoo, she mentioned there was a problem with the quality of the last book."

"She always says there's a problem with our books, that woman is too picky,"

came a muffled voice from inside. After opening the door, a man with bare arms tattooed with an anchor led Shard down the hallway. Holding his breath behind him, Shard noticed the man had a strong body odor.

"Do you know the rules?"