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

In the basement of the Fischer Manor, Chris, Byrne, and Irene gathered together once again.


For twenty-one years, the three siblings had weathered storms together, supporting one another through crisis after crisis, gradually pulling the once extremely weak Fischer family back on its feet.


Going forward, they would continue to support this boat that was carrying an increasing number of people.


Irene looked down at the sheet of paper in her hand, upon which Chris had written very neatly his conjecture concerning the ritual needed to ascend to the fourth rank of the Path of Tranquility.


"The conjecture for the ascension ritual to the 4th Rank of the Path of Tranquility requires a person of Tranquility to kill a sinner with Extraordinary power. The greater the sinner's crimes, the more potent their strength, the more evil the person is, the better the feedback effect of the ascension ritual will be."


Chapter 150 Monarch "Claws of Wasteland