In the storm of steam and machinery, who can achieve the extraordinary? In the fog of history and darkness, who whispers? When Zhou Mingrui wakes up bloody and dazed, he finds himself in a world of guns, factories, airships, and difference engines. But underneath the surface of all this industry, there exists a secret society revolving around potions, divination, sealed artifacts, and much more. As Zhou Mingrui tries to find out what brought him to this place, he quickly learns that mystery is lurking around every corner—and danger is never far behind! This is the legend of the Fool…
The majestic palace atop the tallest peak of the Hornacis Mountains and an unseen gaze—are they a mysterious guidance or the lure of a malevolent deity? A magic mirror corrupts a young girl. The inverted giant eye flashes crimson. Even a true seer cannot trust their eyes. Death descends, calamity enroaches, and a hidden scheme unfolds in silence. Above the grey fog, The Fool lowers his head, listening to the discord of fate...
The Nighthawks lie silent as the scion of an evil god cries out before its birth. The gaze of the abyss, the whispers of terror—are they signs of a boon or a curse? Unfathomable gray eyes are shot through with blood while Saint Selena’s ashes darken the land of dreams. As the tragedy unfolds, the glint in the clown’s eye is but a fleeting teardrop. Fantasies are products of the pen, and every story is a deception…
Roaring past the glow of gas lamps, a colossal train charges into a realm of steam and mystery. On bustling train platforms that Detective Sherlock Moriarty walks with his head bowed. The past, present, and future are shrouded in secrecy. In the lamplight, a mere glimpse of the dark mausoleum is enough to make anyone tremble in fear. Here, maddened deities call out to Their progeny and danger...danger is coming…