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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 · Game
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312 Chs

Chapter 102 Steam Bird Daily

By the time he reached Pig Tail Alley in the north of the city, it was already noon. Although it's called an alley, it was wide enough for a carriage to pass through; the alley was flanked on both sides by towering, age-old buildings covered with climbing vines that virtually merged with the steam pipes. This was a distinctive summer scene of the city, further complemented by the chirping of little birds and the faint smell of cooking and smoke in the alleyway, creating a strong sense of life that really appealed to Shard's taste.

Of course, he definitely wouldn't consider moving out of Saint Delan Square.

Due to the way the sunlight hit it, the interior of the apartment was damp and dim. The corridor already smelled a bit foul, and without any windows, the space, lacking a way to ventilate, was filled with a mix of perspiration, food, and the odor of clothes that hadn't dried properly, making it very unpleasant.