'Happy Meat Farm' is a farm that raises animals and sells their meat... At first glance. In reality, the only goal is to feed Mother. She is a terrifying, non-human creature that instills fear in everyone who sees her. Except for Jeremy, but more on that later. Mother constantly demands more meat, so they conduct brutal experiments on animals and humans to satisfy her appetite... The management is also trying hard to hide the existence of the mother from the public.

'HMF' is a cult in the guise of a farm, and the Mother is the center of the cult. She is an incredibly wise being, and the ordinary workers are terrified of her, while the management idolizes and reveres her... Her relationship with Jeremy is much simpler, at least on Jeremy's side.

Many of the workers couldn't bring themselves to call this creature 'Mother', but others did so through gritted teeth, with fear... Jeremy, however, didn't. He had no fear of this place, its atmosphere, or the Mother herself... He was 'Mother's #1 special boy', and he was damn proud of it.

He was born to work here. He doesn't do experiments, he just works in the IT department... He has access to all the personal information about each employee, and he's the one who makes "recommendations" about the employees who have done something wrong, trying to understand what would put more pressure on them... But Jeremy isn't a bad person. It's just his job. They wouldn't let him leave, and the management would have done it even if he had refused... This is how this place works and Jeremy is downstream.

Jeremy works a lot and he's fine with it. He hardly ever leaves the Happy Meat Farm. He sleeps when he can and works the rest of the time. His desk is always messy, with a bunch of coffee mugs, snack wrappers, and an electronic clock. 04:36... Is it morning or is it still night? It doesn't matter.

Something soft, warm, and wet touches his neck, gently sliding up and stopping where his hair begins. The manual says that the Mother is only in one place at a time, but that's obviously not true. At least Jeremy sees her all the time. Or at least he feels her. The Mother doesn't like to scare her children by appearing in the light. She hides in the darkness, protecting them.

"Hey... Mom. Hi. Do you need anything, mm?"

Jeremy mumbles softly, typing a few more words on his keyboard before finally raising his hand and leaning back slightly in his creaking, old chair. The only source of light in his room was almost always his computer monitor, so Jeremy didn't have to worry about being seen. Although he did wonder how such a large creature could fit in such a small room while maintaining its distance and how it got in. The mother looked more like a huge piece of flesh with tentacles, and she was incredibly heavy and unwieldy.