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

In his sleep, Shard slowly regained consciousness with that voice repeating over and over.


In a trance, he realized he was standing once again on the endless ridge, looking up at the giant Silvermoon disk in the starry sky.


At that moment, a voice came to him in the dream:


"Outlander, you have received a message."


Shard, bewildered on the ridge, fully awakened in his dream, was surprised by everything around him:


"A message has been conveyed to you through an unknown relic and method."


As the voice faded, the voice that had echoed countless times came again clearly in the dream:


"Shard Hamilton, open your eyes, I am Lat August. This is the last will I bring to you from the world of the deceased."


In the dream, Shard felt a tingling in his scalp; he heard the message but couldn't comprehend:


Chapter 580: Crossing Over Death