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I found out I was a monster just days after my 21st birthday. The novel is about a perfumer who is a genius and who kills a lot of virgins in order to distill their scent and get the perfect perfume that is irresistible and that will make him loved by everyone. I was a college student, and my parents set out from Ravenwood, the small town they lived in, to celebrate my birthday. They were clothed this time, so in my impatience, mercilessly ripped their clothes off them. “But this can’t be! I clicked my teeth like cats when they see birds jumping at the window in a place where they can’t reach them and inadvertently took a step in their direction. What kind of statement was that? I kept doing some research after I returned to a normal life but I haven’t found a clear answer yet. A real monster. You’ll keep transforming, getting bigger and stronger, immune to bullets and blunt weapons, but you still don’t want to piss off the townsfolk because if you piss them off too
