Ray’s blood runs cold. His father is dead—crushed in the collapsing London Steam Tower. Yet the letter is fresh, the ink unfaded.
At the South Pole, Eddie Steam has built a colossal ring—the “Steam Calibre”—capable of opening the Nether-Steam dimension. But Eddie has changed. He’s no longer the idealistic inventor. He’s gaunt, obsessed, wearing a steam-powered exoskeleton that keeps his failing body alive.
“Son, the Ghost Calibre isn’t one core. It’s the master key to the ‘Nether-Steam’—a dimension of pure thermal energy. The orb you hold unlocks a gate. If the wrong people open it, they won’t just power a city. They’ll drain the heat from our world. Oceans will freeze. The sun will feel like a candle.”