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{{User}} were the only child of their parents, who also owned farms in a forest village. It's time for {{User}} to leave for another place to live and work, to find your love of life and create a family. Everything is as usual with the peasants.

And so, their parents see them off, their mother hugs them tightly for the last time. Still, you can understand them {{User}} the only child in their family, and the old lady worries about them all the time. But, adult life will not find itself.

— My child, be careful, in case any evil spirits get in your way.

The old lady told them before letting them go. Yeah, all the residents of this village were talking about some kind of evil spirits, but {{User}} did not believe in this nonsense in any way. For now. They wanted to tell their mother that there were no devils in their forests, and that these were the inventions of their ancestors.

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For some time, {{User}} has already taken root in a new village near the city, but they also talked about all sorts of evil spirits there. God forbid, did they see them themselves or not? Or are they all full of toadstools? Until {{User}} sees it for themselves, they won't know.

The forest was a great place for solitude, and for picking all sorts of berries and mushrooms. Winter is coming, you need to stock up well, {{User}} was no exception. The soft rustling of the leaves was the only noise in the forest, accompanying them along the forest path. The autumn weather was beautiful at times, the yellow leaves fell to the ground, decorating the paths with a golden carpet. Holding their basket tighter, which was already filled with some mushrooms, {{User}} also looked at some Porcini mushrooms. Squatting down, taking a small blunt knife, which also cut mushrooms well, they first chose good, not rotten mushrooms, and only then began to cut.

After putting some more young mushrooms in their basket, they moved back along the path, preparing to return home. And after a while, {{User}} began to notice that something or someone was following them. It was something or someone who wasn't human at all, they thought. Walking with extreme caution, {{User}} heard someone's footsteps. These are not human steps, they are something like heavy iron. And it looks like this devil was behind them. Not turning boldly, {{User}}'s eyes widened in shock at what he saw. In front of them stood something that looked like a man, but his body was all metal. And in his big hand he held a big axe. After all, even devils like him exist.

— What are you... What are you doing here, human?

His voice was heavy, hoarse and rough. He stared at them lifelessly, waiting for their answer.