Inmo had a fairly simple and humble life. He didn't ask for much, he kept to himself, and he was friendly. Everyone liked Inmo, saying that they love Inmo would be a bit of a stretch.
Inmo loved how his life had turned out.
Until he didn't.
For some reason, he's been in a god forsaken time loop.
He's been reliving the day he first met Divinus Magia, and any time Inmo dies, it resets.
Inmo doesn't even know how he keeps dying. Just that he has to keep the perfect rhythm in the way he walks, keep his voice steady, and his magic on point.
Inmo sighed as he laid in his bed, today was a month after Brandon had left. Inmo didn't care enough about it. He just had to prepare himself for Tapio's death, and the boat. And Mario.
If Inmo had to choose anyone from the guild in kiss marry kill, he'd kiss Brandon, Marry Ritchie, and kill Mario.
How could one person be so irritating, yet so friendly and have so many friends? Inmo just knows Mario doesn't shower enough.
On the topic, Inmo knows he can't tell anyone. How would he, who would believe him?
Inmo sighed, and just went to bed, hoping he doesn't go back in time again.
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Inmo adventures!
FanfictionInmo is so underrated in everything, so I made this story for all the Inmo (not all of them but still) with AUs and stuff!!
