We now bask in an era of scents. Everyone has their own signature scent that they choose to display to all willing to smell. The world has been returned to an equilibrium wherein The Reeking One must remain in the fringes of reality, biding its time until it can once more inhabit a host. Potentially, however, The Reeking One may have learned from humanity. It may have created its own scent under the guise of protection from The Reeking One. The Reeking One has returned, though this time It is performing on a scale hitherto unseen. It has created its own noxious scent, and taking advantage of young boys who are most at risk, advertised it to them. Young boys are most at risk of The Reeking One's machinations through no fault of their own; their own proclivity for stench during puberty is akin to a playground for The Reeking One. It advertises its crude rendition of "perfume" to these children, who, when wearing it, assail the noses of all nearby. In creating this noxious cloud they overpower the delicate scents of those around them thereby propagating stench. The Reeking One has returned and Its host this time is no mortal, but rather a scent: Axe Body Spray.