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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.

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Chapter 122: Roder Card's Invitation

The woman's voice turned serious for the first time when asked about the Roder Card.

"Of course, it has already been authenticated by the local Prophet's Society. On Friday, which is tomorrow, representatives from the headquarters will arrive in Tobesk via steam locomotive to conduct the final round of authentication."

The woman behind the door fell silent again, and the black-haired Maid reemerged before leaving the room.

What followed was an hour of silence, during which the plump maid brought Shard more tea and pastries, making him regret having eaten such a hefty breakfast.

Sounds of pages turning intermittently came from behind the bookcase door until the black-haired Maid hastily returned, and the conversation resumed:

"I did not expect Genesis: Silvermoon to surface here after a century. But this is good..."