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Steam cities, fog gods, and one rule: talent is destiny. His sheet doesn't have the line that says where it stops.

Transmigrated into a gaslight-and-machinery era where the occult hides in weather. Everyone who touches the arcane learns the same sermon — without talent, effort is theatre. He was handed a talent stat with no cap and a fog full of things that will regret noticing.