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The story is adapted from my real experience Record my youth and my secret love. He doesn't know that I like him, and I don't have the courage to tell him face to face. He is the hero of my story, but I am not necessarily his heroine. I don't know how long the love between teenagers will last, but I am very happy. It doesn't matter. I wrote the story between us into a novel. He may not remember it, but I can use words or stories to record these beautiful things I think for the memory of me. I would like to dedicate this book to those youthful times full of regret and nostalgia.

Two thousand years later. The force rewrites all the rules, the void collapses, the stars and the moon change, science declines, and monsters emerge. In the dark age, human ancestors soaked in blood and fought through obstacles, blazing a completely different but equally great path. Steel and brass are the bones, coal and steam are the blood, leather and lace are the skin, embedded with springs and gears, standing at the historical crossroads of backwardness and advancement. Force masters, constructors, bloodline ability users; original crystals, steam engines, differential engines, guns, motorboats; monsters, demons, the Church of the Four Gods, blood disease, the Hope Family, mysterious whispers... Welcome to the fantasy world I've created.