Eid Mubarak everyone! I might not be able to publish any chapter tomorrow since I will be busy with the festivities. But I will try to do at least one chapter.
Stay tuned! Enjoy!
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Eulene was shocked. She took a step back from the machine. Just what kind of process could have turned a fleshy human body into that wooden machine?
The artefact, on the other hand, remained silent.
Eulene turned to Xavier and asked, "What do you mean? Was he cursed, or something?"
"No." Xavier shook his head. "If I am not wrong, she is just another author who sold her soul."
"She?" Eulene turned back to the typewriter. It did not retort. Eulene suddenly remembered her shenanigan.
She composed herself and asked the artefact, "Is what he said true?"
"Yes." The typewriter responded.
"What happened?" Eulene asked.
"We have already fought a curse before," Xavier said, "Do you know where these creatures originate from?"
