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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Romance
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Truths Unwelcome: Part 223 (2)

Standing in an uncharted underground passage, Ails observed the underground ruins.

Corridors cast entirely from a metal far surpassing steel, a monolithic framework assembled from metal plates, constituted a highly efficient method of construction.

Before the great destruction of Abield's world, civilization must have been a magnificent presence that had ventured beyond the gravity well. During that era, this world had yet to experience Transcendent invasions; mortals were the world's most ordinary yet most magnificent beings. With their knowledge and hands, they built a great civilization, launched themselves into space, and erected such intricate underground structures—entities that made their civilization grand in their most vulnerable form.

But in the end, they were destroyed. This world has long since lost the historical records from before the catastrophe. Everything that remains, only survives amongst the ruins.