Half-step Purgatory

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man.
Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind?
Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake.
Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era.
And the madness.

Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Ferreiro walked through the Church's main gate and noticed Colin moving the sad Apprentice's corpse onto a stretcher. "The second one this week, completely devoid of any accidents or injuries." Margaret said as Ferreiro approached, "I've heard other churches are experiencing the same thing."


"I have just come back from the Mage Tower. There was a case there too. Based on what we know now, there have been nearly eleven Apprentices who have met untimely deaths in the past ten days. The causes of their deaths are a mystery, no injuries, nor records of long-term training, their daily routines were very normal, and they were aged between ten and fifteen." Ferreiro spoke all at once, then took the report Margaret handed him, "Let's do a thorough post-mortem this afternoon. The last kid didn't make it through the surgery, but this time we must do a comprehensive check. By the way, where are their parents?"


Section 405: Mechanical Mind (Part 5)