Mr. Writer, Please Stop... Can You Chill for a Sec In a world reeking like hell, your 'void' is my only breath of life." Luch (Luna), a sublime Enigma as beautiful as a fallen Lucifer, is drowning in a world of nauseating human pheromones. His Hyperosmia slowly suffocates his inspiration, burning him alive every single day... Until he meets Ten, an unlucky office gofer and a 'Pheromone-less Alpha.' Amidst the stench of this rotten world, Ten’s body is the only 'Oasis' left for him.

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