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

The portal's administrator was a young mage; in Carterburg, nobody didn't recognize a member of the Gaiate family—one was the old Gaiate, who looked very aged but surprisingly had a good temper; the other was the young Gaiate, Malin Gaiate, the sole leader of the Gaiate Group in Carterburg, a double prince of Farole and Sydney, a legendary mage.


There were so many honors, so many that even Gaiate himself couldn't remember exactly how many titles his child had.


Anyway, the child was much more formidable than his unimpressive father.


Nodding at the young man, Gaiate walked out of the hall and looked at the snowflakes in the sky; this year in Fort Teca, winter was even harsher.


Passing by the corner, he looked at the old fan-shaped corner and remembered; that was where he'd found Malin.


In his life, he had sacrificed everything for revenge and truth, originally believing he would die alone because of it.


Section 498: Truth (Part 1)