Mr. Death in the Steam World

Moen transmigrated into the body of a recently suicided corpse, with a black book, calling itself the Death Note, floating beside him. [You are already dead when you see this text.] The good news is that this book can extract essence from death, allowing him to continue living as a "dead man." The bad news is that he must constantly harvest lives to maintain his existence. "What essence? What harvesting? Isn't it just killing monsters and getting stat drops?" Moen belatedly murmured. [Harvesting target: Scarab Beetle, obtain essence "Raiders of the Lost Ark"] [Harvesting target: Silver Dragon, obtain essence "Riding on the Silver Dragon's Back"] [Harvesting target: God of Flesh, obtain essence "Infinite Regeneration"] Harvesting lives, obtaining essence, Moen gradually grows into a human Death God. In an era of roaring steam and rampant mystery, facing a swarm of enemies, Moen smiled radiantly: "My Death Note tells me that reaping lives brings blessings." "Happy Death Anniversary, my friend." [Keywords: Victorian-era, level-up story, decisive and ruthless without being overly sentimental, moderate use of internet slang]