Once his secret got out, his life was never the same. How could it be? He had the power to take away pain, and people had plenty of pain to be taken. But there was something that they didn't know, that nobody knew. Each and every time he gently placed a hand on their shoulder and smiled happily as their pain melted away into nothing, their pain didn't actually disappear. It just moved. It moved into him.

What do you desire most to read? Really give it some thought. Maybe it's a story of pirates sailing the seven seas and ending in a tragic loss. Or perhaps you wish for a cyberpunk society brimming with glitches, only to find that the existence of humans is a mere glitch. What I have in this book probably isn't exactly what you're thinking of, but why not check? After all, what's the worst that could happen? Oh no, you wanted monkeys? Yeah, I'm probably not writing about monkeys. Come anyway. Come for the thrill, the mystery, the 'what will I find next?' I mean, why else would this be a potluck? {Fair warning; I have recently discovered that it is virtually impossible for me to write a happy story. There will be trigger warnings for each chapter. If you don't enjoy angst, you won't enjoy Potluck. That is all.}