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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.

Salty Fish Pilot · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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Chapter 284: The Big Heist

At 8 a.m. on Saturday, the citywide curfew in Tobesk City had been lifted, turning what should have been an ordinary Thunder Moon Saturday into an exceptionally bustling one.

People who had been cooped up at home all day poured out onto the streets, the cries of vendors and newsboys proclaiming big news were louder than ever.

The sound of horse hooves and carriage wheels on the streets was pleasant to the ear, and the hurried mixing of footsteps filled the city with energy.

A rising mist enveloped the city, the chimneys on the outskirts spewed black smoke into the sky, but none of this dampened people's good spirits. The actions of City Hall and the True God Church the day before had indeed terrified the citizens who didn't know the truth, and news of the hundreds who perished overnight cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.