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 patterns representing the sun, moon, and stars lit up together on the floor, and the largest pattern, centered around Dorothy's standing position, was a simplified diagram representing the human body.


Following the requirements of the ritual, Dorothy extended her hand toward the mirror, and the "other Dorothy," who seemed at the end of her life, also arrived in front of the mirror and reached out her hand.


Their fingers touched, separated only by the layer of the mirror. At that moment, it was as if Dorothy had become the Matchstick Girl in the mirror, and the Matchstick Girl had become her.


"It's going smoothly, just light and blow out four more matches, and the ritual will be complete!"


Chapter 643 Dorothy's Middle Name