From the Start, I Ran a Monster-Eating Diner and Turned the Paranormal into Ingredients

[Urban supernatural powers + supernatural invasion + a touch of mystery + no romance]

In the third year of global smog, eight out of every ten people are mentally ill. One of the rest is a calamity, and the last is a chef.

Human desires take shape as calamities, while those with supernatural powers step out of legend and into reality. Human civilization stands on the edge of a cliff.

The world is on the brink of collapse:

Some pave the way with their flesh and blood, some twist time and space, and some search for a glimmer of hope in a labyrinth of time.

One day, in the midst of a torrential downpour, someone knocks on the door of a failed novelist and offers five million for a bowl of fried rice. And so the story begins...

Or is this the ending told in reverse?

“Welcome to the Hungry Dining Hall. Today's chef's special is, ”

Warning:

· This is really not a food novel

· The protagonist really isn't a master chef

· The supernatural really is edible

Advice:

Don't mess with the novelist, or you'll become an ingredient too.