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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 269: Year 3002 of the Fifth Era

In his home at Saint Delan Square, Shard found the gateway had fallen to the floor, yet he didn't feel as though he had moved.

After his fingers stretched into the white mist of the hanging gateway decoration, he believed he stood still as the gateway in his hand vanished and the surrounding mist instantly engulfed the second-floor living room of Saint Delan Square.

Looking at the tiny cat-shaped doll in his hand, it indeed had been brought in, and he could also hear "her" voice.

"Outlander, you have stepped into the 'Time Corridor'."

"A message from the Ancient God 'Father of the Infinite Tree':"

"Autumn, Year 3002 of the Fifth Era, Western Continent, Forest of Thousand Trees."

"Event: God Summoning Ritual - Contact with Old God 'Blazar Gate'."

"Duration: thirty minutes (1/3)."

"As expected, this key can be used multiple times, not only did it specify the number of uses from the first time, but each usage is longer!"