PandaDumpling

With the advent of steam power, mankind has advanced and ushered in the industrial revolution. This is the age of steam locomotives, automatons, guns, and cannons, as well as curses, magic, artifacts, and the occult.

Hidden in the shadows are a group of extraordinary people who wield enormous power and strange abilities that normal people cannot even begin to comprehend. They are known as Transcendents!

Bryan, a wily thief with a penchant for mischief, lost his parents at a very young age and was forced to live on the streets. That is until his whole life turned around when he was shown the Path to becoming a Transcendent. 

The Theft Path specializes in deceit and illusions. It can steal everything under the heavens. Even the powers, thoughts, and lives of others.

Follow Bryan on his journey through this dangerous and treacherous world as he steals from gods and robs the mortals. 

This is the story of The Deceitful One.

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My novel has a steampunk world setting, so expect a lot of steam-powered technology as well as retro-looking futuristic inventions. Furthermore, there will be churches, secret organizations, and cults. So if you're a fan of LotM—which I have taken inspiration from btw—you will definitely like my novel. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a novel so you might find some mistakes here and there. Just know that I'm constantly trying to improve. Cheers!

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The Deceitful One

Duke Abaddon slowly got up to his feet and rubbed his forehead in surprise, "That was unexpected."


His gaze then fell over a tiny human whose clothes were brunt. One side of his body was charred black but it was recovering at a fast speed. However, it couldn't recover completely. 


After all, the wounds sustained from Hell Fire weren't that easy to get rid of, not by a mere potion at the very least.


'Rank 3 human?' Abaddon stared at Detective Watson in disbelief. After all, how could a mere Rank 3 wound him?


His eyes then fell on the black staff that he was holding to support his body. A trace of shock could finally be seen on his face.


"A God-Level Artifact! Human, looks like you were fortunate enough to possess such a weapon. However, you're too weak. You don't deserve it." He sneered. 


Detective Watson got up to his feet and looked back at Abaddon. No trace of fear could be seen in his eyes as he replied, "Devil, you talk too much. Now, if you will, please ignore me."
