Everything changed in the nineteenth century. The child that was technology had grown into a fat, hulking tower of iron and fire. Everyday the world was different than the last. Yet, people still starved, succumbed to disease, or died by the sword.

Death had not changed. For the majority that is...

The age of smoke, steam and molten metal didn't come to be by magic. Though, it certainly helped.

People of genius and drive dedicated their lives to create tools that changed the world. Some did it for the good of humanity, others for coin, most for both.

This isn't a story about these typical natural philosophers. No, this is about the ones that birthed awe for reasons that deified the norm. The ones that dreamed of being wizards, conjurers, demons, angles and even Gods!

Follow the journey of a fallen solider, as he is chained against his will to one of these unorthodox men of power. The perils he must face as he's forced into a war of these supposed sorcerers. His only companions is his training, the unholy machines sewed into his skin, and his fellow monsters.