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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Does it matter?

Before long, I found myself growing restless. The novelty of the event had worn off, and the thrill of mingling among nobles was starting to feel more like a chore. The last thing I needed was another Eldritch security officer breathing down my neck, interrogating me just for being in their vicinity. The thought made me smirk in wry amusement, but it was enough to push me toward the door.

The night had already descended, and while the festivities were still in full swing, I had seen enough. The celebration showed no signs of winding down, but I was ready to make my exit. I scanned the room for Mr. Balad, intending to thank him and say my farewells, but he was nowhere to be seen. Either he'd slipped away early, or he was busy with some other engagement.