Witch, Fireball, and the Steam Cthulhu

Transmigrated to a world where occultism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, Containment Bureau, eldritch fanaticism...

That year, the king was gravely ill, the successor young and inexperienced, power fell into others' hands, the empire teetered on the brink.

That year, storm clouds gathered beyond the empire's borders, foreign civilizations eyed it covetously.

That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy: the civilization epoch was about to end.

That year, Ethan arrived in a remote town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this era rife with peril, he began practicing the fireball spell.

Years later, Ethan watched a meteor plummet from the clouds and discovered a problem.

The beginner spell he learned seemed a bit off.

(Over 10 million words + completed work, no abandonment record, invincible style, light-hearted no tragedies, completion guaranteed, safe to enjoy~)