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

Having passed through the circular corridor, Malin slowed his pace in front of the door at the end. He and the leader of the Punishers faced each other with their guns raised, watching the adjacent passages. After confirming with the purple flashlight that there was nothing abnormal, Malin and the leader turned around, pointing their guns down the corridor behind them to ensure no creatures lurked there. Then, Malin left the World Tree Sapling Fio and Blood Roar behind to establish a support point—so when they returned after grabbing the items, they wouldn't need to worry about wandering zombies appearing here.


Since the circular corridor ahead was closed, Malin could only lead his people through the corridor to the Central District.


The circular corridor seemed to be the employee passage used for supermarket restocking. At the end of the passage, they found a closed door.


497: Elegy of the bygone days (5)