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

"I need to have a word with the elders of the town," Sudel said, and Malin also felt he should go see Spare Food No. 2—although he was the second choice, Malin thought that if the pig really had to be slaughtered, its meat would probably be too tough to chew.


Besides, he had promised to feed it some delicious corn. Though it was just a Spirit, he still believed in keeping his word.


So, the trio braved the snowstorm to reach the quarantine area, where Malin sent the two young men to find their elders, and went to see the wild boar nicknamed "His Majesty."


It's quite amusing when you think about it. Why call him "His Majesty"? Just because he's a male wild boar? If it were a female, would her name be "Princess"?


From the caretaker, Malin got a look at the animal's feed—excellent, all corn he had brought over from Farole. The creature probably had never tasted anything like it before, gobbling it down whole. The moment it saw Malin, it stood up as if it wanted to follow him.


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