A towering, deep-fried squid monster, its golden, crispy tentacles dripping with sizzling oil, rises menacingly over a city built entirely from french fries and hash browns. The buildings, made of flaky, buttery potato layers, crumble slightly under the sheer heat radiating from the monster’s perfectly battered body. A river of bubbling cheese sauce flows through the city, reflecting the amber glow of neon ketchup billboards flickering in the greasy sky. Tiny, crispy onion-ring drones circle the squid’s head, beeping in distress as the creature lets out a thunderous roar—like the sound of fries hitting hot oil. DFC