Memento Mori

It is a special forces unit shrouded in mystery. A small elite squad rumored to be a collection of the military's worst troublemakers. They have no fixed base, appearing on countless battlefields only to vanish without a trace.

Everyone should have learned about the secondary genders as children.

Cakes and Forks

But they were like illusions, closer to fairy tales or myths. Endless wars, crimes that never cease. The world is always overflowing with irrationality. People don't even think to doubt. That man-eating predators who have lost their sense of taste are mingling in the world.

"A sweet smell is the signal for a special feast."

The man who testified this with a smile was reported by the media as a bizarre serial killer. You will likely never forget the face of that man, who was quickly forgotten by the public. Because you alone know the true meaning hidden behind those hair-raising words.

You've been searching for a long time. For someone you could give everything to. Someone who would swallow you whole, even while shedding tears. The one crying and laughing in front of you is────.

Hey, did it taste good?