I Eat It Myself

My brother risked his life to save me, but his last words were: "Stay alive and eat all over the world for me." Seven years later, I became a food blogger, but I couldn't taste anything. An earthquake and I fell into the food maze of death. Rules: One dish per level, if you don't eat it, you will die. I awaken my powers [Tasting]: When you eat it, you can see the human life and memory behind the food. The blood in the ruins, the shouts in the fire, the concerns before death... Every bite is someone else's life. The ruler of the maze is the mysterious head chef, who has lived alone here for seven years. Legend has it that he ate all his memories and emotions. On the seventh floor, he brought a bowl of egg fried rice, my favorite when I was a kid. He said: "I have been waiting for you for seven years." He forgot who I was. But I swallowed it and tasted his tears. It turns out that this maze, this bowl of rice. It was my brother who spent seven years eating himself completely to make it.