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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 306: Apple and the Professor

"The Key of the Door... But what does this sorcery have to do with the story of God?"

The voice beside Shard didn't answer him; instead, a dense white fog had appeared behind him.

The singing of the three witches did not stop. They stood by the bonfire, watching the Outlander slowly getting engulfed by the white fog. Everyone's eyes seemed to be glowing, and they offered Shard their sincere blessings:

"Traveler from afar, may the winds that blow across the world always carry your presence."

"Man of the future, may you always see the sunrise whenever the sun ascends."

"Unexpected guest, may time always be with you, and may Silvermoon forever watch over you."

Amidst the music and singing, the white fog swallowed Shard. He had left, but the voices of the witches seemed to cross through the forest, through the river of time, as if their singing still echoed in his ears even though Shard had already arrived at Saint Delan Square.

"Meow?"