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

The tone now undoubtedly conveyed the most chaotic and fearful of emotions.


Even though Shard had never witnessed the final moments of Mr. Bondy the blind musician's life, hearing the increasingly agitated piano sounds, he almost completely understood how the musician had step by step reached the end of his life.


This piece held a strange magic power; as soon as Shard tried to seriously comprehend the emotions contained within, he almost instantly resonated with them. The frenzied music led him to imagine Mr. Bondy curled up in a dark corner of a room, shuddering with eyes closed whispering his fears, and then guided Shard to imagine the night when destiny reached its endpoint, where Mr. Bondy wrote his will and ultimately lost the courage to battle life and fate.


Chapter 472: Detective's Assistant Tifa Servet