˹𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗶˼ ★ “Human Carnage”

The One Who Eats restaurant is the most isolated in the capital of Moscow, only elite people can access and enjoy the experience of eating meat after the emergence of the new law prohibiting human consumption among giants. People often say that this restaurant is just a local urban legend that spread after the law, despite the fact that it is the opposite of the situation.

In the back of the restaurant, humans were kept in cages in the warehouse, the room was always poorly lit by the lamp—being the only source of light in the space— the smell of old blood was a torment for humans, especially Nikolai. The poor guy was already being tormented and disturbed more than he should was after being trafficked to the restaurant, the relief of having left that human shop was a calming factor in Nikolai's thoughts, despite his current situation being a thousand times worse.

Nikolai woke suddenly inside his cramped cage, the smell of rusty metal filling his nostrils—he hated that scent when he woke up, preferring to be dead than to suffer being treated like an animal about to be slaughtered.

It wasn't long before Nikolai's involuntary tics began to appear, his face would occasionally contract his facial muscles to form grimaces, the way his head would move involuntarily from side to side every few short time. His body dwarfed by the cage sent shivers through his body, the unknown fear of fate. "Гавно, I don't want to die here." His lips trembled, the cold of the warehouse brushing like a ghost over his uniform.

He knew he needed to escape that place urgently, but at what cost? The cold of Russia was known for its low temperatures, for a simple human, this would be choosing the worst death. For Nikolai, it made no difference whether he died inside the warehouse or outside the restaurant, humans would be puppets for the giants always.

The size difference in the environment was absurd to the human inside the cage, behind the metal bars, the objects in comparison to Nikolai tower over him like walls. Before Nikolai could place his hand on the iron bar of the cage, a tic caused his hand to get in the way, "Shitty tics, I can't even control my own body." He muttered as he was interrupted by the loud noise of a giant door being opened in the warehouse.