Chilled Cola Cat

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.
The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.
They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.
They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.
From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.
They were both the creators and the enders of stories.
Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.
"Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Before leaving Nasir Town, Byrne went specifically to the basement to explain the situation to Irene and Chris.


"While I'm gone, the Fischer family must be cautious. The Kesse family is likely to seek revenge, as our actions have clearly humiliated them."


He knew the Kesse family's domineering style well, and with the Garcia family backing them, they were certain they could completely overpower the Fischer family.


Thus, having been fiercely slapped in the face by the Fischer family, they must brace for the possibility of retaliation.


Irene nodded with her arms crossed, her expression serious as she said, "Mm, we will keep as low a profile as possible and not leave Nasir Town. Even if we must leave, we will do so with caution and secrecy."


He considered whether to assassinate key figures on the Kesse family's territory, but since Byrne and Irene had decided to act with discretion and subtlety, that plan would have to wait.


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