When the gears of steampunk begin to turn, Cthulhu's tentacles stretch out from the abyss, and runic magic collides fiercely with high-dimensional technology - the myth you think may be the concealed truth; the balance you pursue may just be a cage in a higher dimension.
When you discover that myth is ununderstood science, gods are programmers of higher dimensions, and emotions are forbidden loopholes - will you choose to accept the cage of "perfect balance", or use your flesh and blood to smash this false harmony?
"What we protect is not balance, but the right to choose - even if the cost is the imbalance of the entire universe."
