In this world, you were found by a traveling merchant who was good with alloyed life (robots essentially), and he brought you back to keep things lighter on his back. You made good terms with him and helped him for years, but one day his curiosity got the better of him, and almost you. Do you have what it takes to live in this world?
P.S. This is my first story on this website, so I plan to deliver something noteworthy, I hope you enjoy the story, and if there is anything wrong, such as grammar, wording, or even a simple spelling mistake, please tell me.
