Petrichor

Petrichor

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noun: petrichor a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather. "other than the petrichor emanating from the rapidly drying grass, there was not a trace of evidence that it had rained at all" Nix had a relatively normal life! They had a stable job despite the shitty economy, they had some form of company, and even had a lack of trauma if you ignore the fact that everyone they know only uses he/him for them. Ah well, not like he minds too much; it's part of life for people you know to be assholes. Hey, remember when I said he had a normal life? Aha, not anymore; their bookstore got robbed. No clue why they chose a book store of all things; but eh. They had died in the robbery-curse their urge to protect everybody-and ended up reincarnated, as a fully grown monster. In a large, blank space. Whelp, at least they've read plenty of fanfiction, if only their memory wasn't so shitty and they'd remember that this probably isn't like those xreaders they read for fun.
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