Salty Fish Pilot

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.

Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Shard was astonished by the meaning in the girl's words, and as he was about to say something, he saw the girl close her eyes voluntarily:


"So this is what I've been puzzled about, the power of wisdom is indeed our greatest strength."


The wind was winding around her, fire leaped at her feet, water concealed her form, and the earth provided her with strength.


The glimmer in her eyes seeped through her skin, and then her entire being was enveloped in light. The gentle light, with a touch of coolness, lifted the girl into the air within the halo, her blurry figure grew taller, and her short hair began to rapidly extend.


Multiple whispers overlapped, incessantly murmuring in her ears. These voices, all of women's, interwove like blessings, yet at the same time as if they were curses.


Chapter 193: God's Gift