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 stood there, staring at the water's surface, while the beautiful human head had completely affixed itself to his back. Dripping with water, countless hands grabbed the Ring of Fate, halting its rotation, while rows of legs shackled his body.


It was gradually enveloping him, its mouth whispering into Shard's right ear:


"People call me 'Desire,' but you are actually..."


It leaned even closer to Shard, yearning to truly sprawl upon his back, intimately speaking into his ear.


However, by chance, as Shard's gaze fell on the pool along with that of the creature, he saw in its reflection—the silver-haired woman in the mirror appeared blurry to Shard, but the creature on his back, which claimed to be "Desire," saw the silver-haired woman in the mirror looking directly outward.


It couldn't make out the woman's face clearly, but those eyes...


Chapter 414 Great Sin