For a long time, Marin thought fate had treated him pretty well. Sure, every day he had to face life-threatening, blessing-level work, but as long as an adorable leopard girl cooked delicious meals for him each day, and he had meat to eat and cats to pet, life was still bearable. A little hardship at work was nothing for a man.
Besides, people only get to live two lives once, so there's no need to set your standards too high. Don't you agree, Mr. Aberration?
Without waiting for a reply, the young man snapped his fingers. The white flame at his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, and he flicked it toward the inhuman being on the stake.
Welcome to Abil, and witness the last glorious days of the age of steampunk.
And its madness.
