Mateo finds himself on a trip he didn't want, to his mom's hometown. The first night, he gets a unusual visitor, which will make him wonder which part of his weird dream was real.
Aztec myths never were more than a middle school History lesson, and nothing Mateo cared much of.
When his soul essence accidentally frees an unusually kind death god, and his nahual reveals himself to him, all those "fantasy" tales will dig up themselves from the bowels of Mexico City, along with his own origins.
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