❝𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚!❞ ━━━━ 𝗧𝗢𝗞𝗬𝗢 cleans its streets after Devils tear them apart. Someone has to shovel what's left. Before becoming a Devil Hunter, (Y/N) was a disposal worker-one of the invisible people sent in after the screaming stops. He scraped blood from pavement, bagged body parts that no one bothered to name, and learned how hunger feels when it never leaves. Poor, malnourished, ignored by the world, he survived on scraps and silence. Until one night, deep in an abandoned sewer flooded with rot and sludge, he found something Public Safety missed. A dying Devil. Starving. Writhing. The Tapeworm Devil didn't promise power, glory, or justice. It promised survival. And hunger answered hunger. Now, a zipper-like seam splits his chest-organic, wrong, alive. When he pulls the tab, he doesn't transform... He opens the cage. Black tendrils coil around his body. A living suit of muscle and teeth wraps him whole. Hunger becomes a weapon. Greed becomes strength. And the line between Devil and human blurs with every bite he takes to stay standing. Living with Aki Hayakawa, surrounded by Devil Hunters who are just as broken as the monsters they fight, (Y/N) learns that Devils aren't the only predators in Tokyo. Control wears a smile. Affection hides knives. And some beings don't want to kill him- They want to own him. Sarcastic, quiet, perpetually starving, and dangerously honest, (Y/N) doesn't care about power, fear, or manipulation. Unless you're offering food. Unless you touch what's his. This is a story about hunger that never ends. About love that looks like obsession. About what crawls out when the world leaves you empty. And about a boy who learned too late- Some appetites can never be satisfied.