Demon Deals Breadman Games New! May 2026

The breadman clapped softly. Flour puffed from his palms. “Game’s begun, player.”

“Roll a six,” he said, “and I walk into the river. You never see me again. Roll anything else… I get the next seven years of your Tuesdays.”

Then he reached into his apron and handed me a warm, golden loaf. Inside the crust, something beat like a second heart.