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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 · Fantasia
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71 Chs

As Alone As Before

Daeveen's irritation was palpable. "This is a waste of time. I'll bring in the next suspect."

As their voices faded, my consciousness slipped away, the sensation of being a spirit gradually giving way to the encroaching darkness. Daeveen's grumbling was the last thing I heard before everything went black, leaving me suspended in the void of uncertainty and dread.

I was jolted awake by a loud, abrupt shout. "Sir, your destination has arrived!"

My eyes snapped open, my head heavy, leaning against the carriage's seat. I emerged, disoriented, from the carriage and found myself at the library entrance. I handed the driver five silver pieces, his gruff acknowledgment barely registering in my foggy mind before he drove off.