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

Thursday night's descent of the Evil God, and the subsequent battle with an unnamed moon deity, of course, couldn't be so easily quelled. One incident closely related to the citizens of Tobesk City was the citywide lockdown today, strictly prohibiting going out, with Riddlevitch Field, the Church, and the Tobesk garrison taking full control of the city's situation to conduct door-to-door searches.


This was partly because the Church had made a firm decision to capture any surviving members of the "Lord of the Blood Feast" cult and members of "Blood of Mercury," even if it meant smashing half of Tobesk. On the other hand, the Church's High Ring Sorcerers almost went to stop the Evil God with a resolve to perish. Although they were eventually saved by an unknown Saint, the people forced into attending the Blood Feast were still severely injured.


Chapter 277 Lament and Harvest