Inmo adventures!

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Trying a new thing

Inmo hated today. Today of all days. It's the one day a year where Inmo has to endure the pain of their demon trait. Why couldn't they just have been born a human? Why did they have to be a half demon?

Inmo huffed as they tried to keep Ritchie asleep. He drank too much. Like always. Inmo hated that they were always taking care of him. Inmo sat next to the bed, staring at a mirror.

They looked disgusting. No wonder why the others didn't want to be seen with them in public. Could they be beautiful if they tried hard enough? Should they change everything about themselves just to be perfect? They should. They have to. Starting with their eyes.

The tail were next, it was more sensitive today. So was the body. It hurt, but beauty is pain, right? They just need to be perfect!

Inmo looked towards Ritchie. The drunk mess. He had a cape that could hide their body! He wouldn't mind if they took it, right? He cared too much to hurt them!

They were wrong, so wrong, but it's fine. Ritchie had another cape to use! Everything is fine! Inmo looked in the mirror, they didn't look perfect enough. They have to look perfect. They just have to! They need to be perfect! They need to be beautiful!

Inmo watched as Ritchie and Kit got into another argument. Inmo didn't care. They still had to make sure Ritchie didn't lose any beer. He needs it. Inmo doesn't want to be harmed.

Inmo huffed as they stood at the top. They weren't good enough. They'll never be good enough. They weren't perfect.

Inmo held Ritchies coat tightly, and fell. They didn't feel anything for a while, they only felt joy as they closed their eyes. Unknowing to the figure that was running to them.

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Ritchie stared at the body in front of him. Inmo. Ritchie stood there as Inmo laid on the ground, dead.

He cried that night. No longer having people he cared about.