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THE FOOL : ERA OF MYSTERIES BEGINS

In the heart of the steampunk city of Babel, Jesper awakens to a world forever changed. After mysteriously rising from his own grave, he finds himself disoriented and alone without anything but the fool card. Clutching a cryptic letter from his uncle and a sinister Fool card, Jesper is thrust into a labyrinth of secrets and unexplainable mysteries. Navigating the bustling, gear-laden streets of Babel, Jesper encounters enigmatic figures and uncovers hidden truths about the city’s dark underbelly. Each step deeper into the mystery reveals a city teeming with magical realism—where machines whisper secrets and the line between the living and the dead blurs. Jesper's journey is marked by unsettling encounters and haunting visions, pushing him to question the nature of reality and his own sanity. Guided by the Fool card’s cryptic clues, he must unravel the truth behind his resurrection and the sinister forces at play. As Jesper delves deeper, he discovers a hidden network of night hunters and arcane practitioners who hold the key to Babel’s dark secrets. In a world where magic and machinery intertwine, Jesper must navigate treacherous alliances and deadly enemies to uncover the truth and reclaim his lost life. "This is the beginning of the Fool's journey within the abyss - or should i say mine is." - Jesper Hasington.

DivineCrimson · Fantasi
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71 Chs

The card of Transference

The celebration was filled with laughter and conversation, yet a subtle tension hung in the air were i stood. I had just delivered a concise anwsers on historical events that seemed to captivate the ladies. After a brief yet intense exchange, they turned to each other in hushed tones, their eyes sparkling with curiosity. I felt a flicker of relief as they requested Miss Rosalin to provide them with my contact information, a clear indication that my words had resonated. But soon, they excused themselves, drifting toward other guests. I offered them polite nods and charming smiles, my thoughts a whirlwind of intrigue and relief.

Miss Rosalin remained beside me, her gaze fixed on me with a blend of genuine astonishment and something deeper—perhaps fascination.

"Mr. Jesper," she said, her voice carrying a tone of astonishment, "I didn't know you were this knowledgeable in history."