Blood Oath of the Rusty Cradle

In the steam year 777, three cursed hearts stopped beating at the same time: The burning eyeballs of the old blacksmith melted the silver armor of the Paladin, the black rose vomited by the nun took root in the Pope's spine, the tremor of the female mercenary's mechanical heart awakened the three-eyed giant that had been frozen for thousands of years - the old world began to spit out the first cry of the mechanical baby. This is a civilization locked in the steam age by the Black Thorn Church. Outside the cognitive frontier lies the bronze umbilical cord of Cthulhu, three hundred souls of time and space are curled up in the pendant of stars and moons, and the beating sound of the mechanical womb is the pre-meal prayer of the outer gods digesting civilization. When Leona discovers that her chip is engraved with the code for the genocide of the sea country, when Tyrian's flesh and blood begins to secrete the ink of "Autophagy", when Lucian's ice pick digs through the third eye of the ice corpse giant - the obliterated undead of the electrical age, the abortive civilization of the quantum era, and all the selves who have failed to kill gods are crawling out of the blood of the birth canal of time and space... In this reincarnation, they decided to allow the new god to have a difficult birth in his womb. Use the soul-forging hammer to smash the cognitive shackles, use the cry of the mechanical baby to rewrite the holy scriptures, and use the pope's golden scepter to pierce the womb of civilization - amidst the roar of four hundred and thirty inverted copper bells, the three blasphemers will personally deliver this world that should have died long ago.