Talisman Stealer

Under the gaslight of this foggy city, who can read the root runes written in the flesh and blood of the world? Amid the roar of steam and steel, who carved the first rune on the ruins of the universe? I am Lin En, nineteen years old, a clerk at a second-hand bookstore in the foggy city. I make a living in musty old books every day. Until that day, I touched a hot rune in an ancient book, and countless whispers sounded in my ears - those were the memories, habits and emotions of the original owner of the rune.