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THE FOOL : ERA OF MYSTERIES BEGINS

In the heart of the steampunk city of Babel, Jesper awakens to a world forever changed. After mysteriously rising from his own grave, he finds himself disoriented and alone without anything but the fool card. Clutching a cryptic letter from his uncle and a sinister Fool card, Jesper is thrust into a labyrinth of secrets and unexplainable mysteries. Navigating the bustling, gear-laden streets of Babel, Jesper encounters enigmatic figures and uncovers hidden truths about the city’s dark underbelly. Each step deeper into the mystery reveals a city teeming with magical realism—where machines whisper secrets and the line between the living and the dead blurs. Jesper's journey is marked by unsettling encounters and haunting visions, pushing him to question the nature of reality and his own sanity. Guided by the Fool card’s cryptic clues, he must unravel the truth behind his resurrection and the sinister forces at play. As Jesper delves deeper, he discovers a hidden network of night hunters and arcane practitioners who hold the key to Babel’s dark secrets. In a world where magic and machinery intertwine, Jesper must navigate treacherous alliances and deadly enemies to uncover the truth and reclaim his lost life. "This is the beginning of the Fool's journey within the abyss - or should i say mine is." - Jesper Hasington.

DivineCrimson · Fantasía
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Just a Façade

The chilling warning sent a shiver down my spine. Her words carried the weight of grim certainty, a reminder of how closely I was being watched. My desire to flee dissolved into cold dread as I realized the gravity of my situation. Running now would only worsen my predicament, leading to inevitable capture and punishment. I was ensnared in a web of intrigue and danger, my every move monitored by forces far beyond my control.

As I slumped back in the carriage, the only sound was the low hum of the wheels on the cobblestones. I had to find a way to navigate this perilous maze without drawing further attention. The city's shadows felt heavier than ever, and every corner seemed fraught with unseen dangers.

The carriage jolted to a halt, and I stepped out onto the damp cobblestone street. With one last glance at the recorder inside, I left it behind, hoping it wouldn't be tampered with. I adjusted my coat and made my way toward the Church of Evernight.