As an androgynous creature typed on a keyboard late into the night of 30th October, a grim-looking portal suddenly opened.
"You have been summoned," the figure in black hooded cloak announced and the writer dropped her glasses.
"Hades is that you?"
The summoner said no more and dragged the sleep-deprived and coffee overloaded author into the world of ink.
>>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<<
On the night of 30th October, a certain someone was also studying complicated alchemical formulas to make toad-skin cures. Gnarly warts caused by curses can only be undone with the lotion made from...
"Slime excretion?"
Behind the hardworking wood elf, three human children tumbled onto the pile of books. The bodyguard was instantly on high alert when that happened. He readied the most advanced tier of calamity spell at his arsenal and pointed it at them.
