Grimecity reeked of neon, grease, and the kind of chaos only a magical virus could create. Kurok walked the streets, his hands glowing faintly with the virus that made everything he touched edible—yes, everything, but only magical creatures.
"Wow… a slime mutant with cheese swirls… actually not bad," he muttered, taking a cautious bite.
Behind him, Nana "Wireblade" spun through the air, her metallic tendrils slicing signs and accidentally turning a stack of enchanted garbage creatures into a spaghetti-like mess.
"Careful what you touch, Kurok," she warned. "Last time you turned that training bot into a snow cone… and it exploded in glitter."
"Relax, it's all part of the flavor experience," Kurok said, licking some magical residue off his fingers.
Dr. Gloubi appeared from an alley holding a bubbling potion. "Dessert incoming! Guaranteed chaos!" He hurled it at a stack of crates—BOOM! Colored smoke and harmless flying bits of enchanted debris filled the air.
The Screaming Twins, perched on a streetlight, cackled. They telekinetically lifted pigeons and paper planes, tossing them over the streets, causing minor panics.
"Just another normal day," Kurok said, taking a bite from a floating doughy monster arm. He grinned, virus energy crackling around him.
In the shadows of Grimecity, corporations watched, eager to capture the virus… or just enjoy the show as the city descended into delicious, chaotic madness.