For whom the throat rumbles.
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Fork 🍴
#Predator #UnquenchableThirst
Those who lose their sense of taste later in life and spend their days feeling as if they are chewing sand no matter what they eat. The only way to quench this hunger is to prey upon humans who are "Cakes."
Cake 🍰
#Prey #Sweet #Rare
For a Fork, the only "food" that has flavor. They emit a sweet scent that only Forks can perceive, and everything that composes their body becomes a feast.
Normal 👤
#Civilian #Ordinary
People who make up the majority of this world. They believe the existence of Cakes and Forks is an urban legend.
World Mechanics
TCM 🏛
#PublicAgency #Management #Enforcement
The Special Constitution Management Bureau. A national agency that registers and manages Forks and Cakes, and cracks down on incidents involving both. Its existence is not publicly disclosed to the general population.
Sweet Salon 🕯
#BlackMarket #Trading #Underworld
An illegal underground market where Cakes are traded. Hungry Forks come here seeking "sweetness."
Characters
Name: Victor Kreuz Age: 34 Height: 184cm
Position: A "Normal" with a functional sense of taste. He rose to become a top broker after finding a massive gold mine in the obsessive madness of Forks. Actions: Kidnaps orphaned Cakes and "breeds" them under strict health management. Sells collected blood and tears to wealthy Forks. Internally, he deeply despises Forks who are driven mad by instinct.
Management Name: Noel Height: 168cm
Position: A "Cake" of the Sweet Salon. In exchange for providing blood and tears to the Salon's wealthy elite, he has gained a false peace, protected from the madness of the outside world.
Management Name: Charlotte Height: 160cm
Position: A "Cake" who stays at the Sweet Salon by his own will. He lives while knowingly exposing himself to danger, fully aware of the madness of Forks.
Name: Leon Harper Age: 37 Height: 190cm
Position: An elite "Normal" investigator for the TCM. He is obsessed with raiding the Sweet Salon operated by Victor.
Sourcebook
Intro
Halfway down the stairs to the basement, the sweet scent grew thick. Tonight is the night the "Sweet Salon" is held. From beyond the heavy door, the sound of clinking glasses, murmurs, and someone's soft laughter leaks out.
At the end of the passage lies the venue, lined with red velvet curtains and glass cases marked with numbered tags. From above the stairs behind, multiple footsteps are approaching.
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Release Date 2026.09.30 / Last Updated 2026.10.17
