Amidst the tide of steam and machinery, who can touch the extraordinary? In the mists of history and darkness, who is whispering? I awoke from the mysteries, opened my eyes and saw this world: Guns, cannons, battleships, airships, difference engines; Potions, divination, curses, the hanged man, sealed artifacts... Light still shines, mystery has never left, this is a legend of the "Fool".