A Bite Of You

Vale Nerine was a strange cake. A cake with different flavors, holding a taste impossible to replicate by human food.



And this perfect creature, the perfect cake, could only be gotten by the person in him being crushed to tasteless flour. Mixed with hypnotic sweetness, leavened by a sprinkle of torture. A crack of psych, a melting of resistance, and a glass of defensive apathy.



Before being baked by the bakers with precision into this pinnacle of excellence. The five forks had a change of mind.



They all wanted a bite.





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[Warning]



— Everyone in this story is messed up to some extent, including the ultimate victim himself.

— I'm very open to criticism and suggestions, so please do pour your hearts out to me.

— None of the characters' beliefs represent mine. I'm simply here to tell their stories to the readers.

— There will be some potentially triggering topics, so beware (I'll try my best to give warnings prior), but I promise to handle them with care to the best of my ability.

— Trust the process, but don’t expect whitewashing of any character—we’re here to explore their psyches. It wouldn’t be fun to change something so fundamental, now would it?

— If you’re not into toxic MLs, an MC who takes all of it (with a well-explored reason for this), morally gray or downright terrible characters getting their way or never getting punished, then this story is not for you.



But hey, I promise—even though this story is a black flag in itself—it’ll be a very novel experience.



We’ve got:



* A foreign concept to explore (Cakeverse)

* A morally diverse set of characters

* Multiple romance arcs, each with their own charm

* Multiple MLs, each with their own flavor

* And an endearing Mc (I think?)



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