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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 328: The Afterglow Reappears

"I am not complete."

The deep and hoarse voice seemed to be getting closer, but the person facing away from them on the stairs hadn't moved. Combined with the rocking of the ship and the thunderstorm sounds outside the planks, this scene was far more terrifying than the monster that had just forced Shard to drink the soup.

"But I yearn to be complete."

The words continued, while the glimmer at the tips of Shard's fingers was becoming faint, the surrounding darkness pressing against it, forcing him to increase the output of Spirit.

"So."

The air inside the cabin, which seemed to have been stagnant, began to flow at this moment. Miss Princess, who was closer, felt a breeze behind her, and the raspy male voice appeared directly behind her:

"Let me become complete with your help!"

A fatal sense of crisis surged in her heart. Miss Princess instinctively wanted to turn around but forcibly suppressed the urge:

"Shard, is there something behind me?"