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

Miss Black's neighbor, the old man who was walking his dog when last encountered, was at home today and still recognized Shard. When Shard explained his purpose and wanted to learn more about Miss Helen Black, the old man holding the leash shook his head:


"Although we are neighbors, I seldom see my neighbors, only occasionally helping to look after the house. If you want to know more, you could try Mr. Pasolo. They seemed to have been in touch... Oh, yes, Mr. Pasolo also died a few days ago."


"Another of the old neighbors on this street has passed away."


"Have you lived here long? Do you know anything about Miss Helen Black's sister, Miss Grace White?"


"Yes, but not much. I moved here thirteen years ago and only met Miss White three or four times."


Chapter 648: The Reappearance of the Twins