My name is Enix Moon. A make-believe person in the head of a writer. If you can call this writing. I’m just a lost kid in this huge world. Add more sad stuff here before big letters in the middle that is the name of this book.
I’m Enix and this is my book. Pretty straight forward. What I will say is that I just got away from my small slightly fully destroyed home to live among “regular” people. I knew regular was a subjective word. I soon learned how subjective regular means among people.