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

When Shard once again saw the light ahead, he temporarily left the narrow, mud-covered corridor and entered a more spacious area inside the temple. This place was probably a library or something of the sort in the past, decaying bookshelves scattered amidst the mud on the ground.


The merman High Priest, clad in a red ritual robe, was fighting with the vice-chancellor of Saint Byrons Integrated Academy, Professor Sanchez. Despite being a Nine Rings sorcerer, the High Priest seemed to have his powers bolstered within the temple. Even so, he was still being completely overpowered by Professor Sanchez, whose victory was all but assured.


Just like the Church Ring Sorcerer at the entrance to the temple, Professor Sanchez also posed this question. But Shard still didn't speak and tried to bypass them to move forward.


Neither the red-robed High Priest nor the professor attempted to stop him, the professor even went so far as to warn:


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