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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 207: Soul Echo

The answer in Shard's mind and the one articulated by Miss Danester almost occurred simultaneously. She continued:

"Thus, the library left by the Ancient God of the moon is known as 'Silvermoon Library' or 'Sage's Library.' He holds dominion over the moon, the night, mysteries, and knowledge."

"I see,"

Shard murmured softly, feeling that he had learned something significant. He did not understand how this information and knowledge would help him, but he was certain it was important; this was the answer his Sixth Sense provided after he became a Transcendent.

"The Ancient God of the Silvermoon... what is your opinion?"

"[No opinion.]

While Shard conversed with the woman in his mind, Miss Danester continued speaking:

"I won't let you help without reward, Mr. Hamilton. Now that we have a lead, I think I should offer you a reward. What do you need? A Relic? Knowledge? I can't offer you anything too precious, just something appropriate to your status and level."