I gave God King's "Eternal Star Sashimi" two stars and commented: "The ingredients are acceptable, but the knife skills are terrible. The bluefin tuna belly was cut with an error of 0.1 Mm - not as good as the sushi stall downstairs at my home."
That night, the entire city was shrouded in an upside-down starry sky.
The subway has turned into a moving crystal palace, and every car is oozing divine blood.
Passengers who had partaken of the divine feast began to melt, with fishy textures appearing under their skin.
God's whisper came from the radio: "Mortals, either use your knife skills downstairs to re-cut this galaxy for me——"
"Or, let these three thousand beings swallow this bad review for you."
I gripped the rusty knife I brought from the sushi stall and looked towards the end of the carriage.
There, the phantom of a whole bluefin tuna is swimming in the starry sky——
And its eyes are my ex-boyfriend who we just broke up with yesterday.
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(Fusion: god-level food + error obsessive-compulsive disorder + horror mutation + ex-boyfriend phantom stalk)
