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

When the sun was high, the light penetrated the curtains into the room, and Faye sighed from deep within as she returned from her dreams to reality.


Madame Gaiate sat up with a sigh at the bottom of her heart, rose from her bed, and walked to the window. From the second floor of the manor, she looked out to see the female Guards from the Benevolent Church still standing at the entrance of the estate. These women from the highlands of the North possessed a formidable physique that their southern counterparts could not match.


On the high tower within the estate's outer walls, the Forest Guards from The Great Forest Land were observing the surroundings, accompanied by War Eagles or Black Panthers, serving as excellent Scouts.


In the vast courtyard, noble girls from Farole and Sydney were receiving systematic training from the old butler of the Mowish family.


Section 566: In the Dream (Part 1)