The Aurelius, the Empire’s leading expedition airship, sets out to chart the frontier—where the last crew disappeared without a trace.

Soren Eryndor, a quiet memoirist assigned to record the journey, expects routine observation. Instead, his notes begin to shift when reread. Footsteps echo on empty decks. Tension builds beneath the crew’s steady smiles.

When the first crew member vanishes—silent, bloodless, impossible—Soren realizes something is watching their expedition.

Ahead lies the ruin tied to the previous mission’s fate.
Beside him stands Captain Atticus Riven—precise, unreadable, and carrying orders Soren isn’t meant to know.

As the Aurelius drifts deeper into the frontier, Soren’s memoir becomes the only record of the truth.

Because whatever is erasing the crew…

may erase the memory of them next.


||||A slowburn BL steampunk mystery about the fragile lines between memory, reality, and the people who keep us anchored.||||



Author’s Note:

This is my first story. It is built from my own original plot, world, and characters. I draft and revise the chapters myself, with the help of AI-assisted writing tools for structure and speed. All final edits and creative decisions are mine.

Thank you for reading — I hope you enjoy the journey.

I'll be taking a temporary pause. This story will be continued when I am ready to start publishing again. 


*NOTE: I will not leave this book incomplete*


Thank you for your patience and support — updates will resume soon.


Chapter 114 - Temporary Hiatus Notice