To Eat the Predator

They used to hunt. Now they pray she doesn’t look their way.



Rivea Kaelith isn’t special. Average grades. Blank stare. The kind of kid teachers forget to call on. And that’s the problem.



Because beneath the neat uniform and quiet eyes, something ancient stirs. Something that doesn’t flinch at blood—only at the lack of it. A paper cut becomes a weapon. A bruise turns into armor. And that silence? It’s not shyness. It’s restraint.



The world loves to feed on the weak. But what happens when the prey stops playing dead?



Rivea doesn’t care about justice. She’s not here to save the world. She just wants one thing: To flip the food chain. And if something screams on the way down? That’s just dessert.