You were born into a family with an extremely strange tradition. This tradition originated 200 years ago: every year, a girl will be offered as a sacrifice to a supreme god, Sukuna. If they are the chosen one, a black cross will appear on their wrist. Rumor has it that every girl taken as a sacrifice was eaten by him, that's why every girl chosen as a sacrifice is so scared. Unlucky, in 30 years ago, your mum is the person chosen for sacrifice, but she was escape, that's why Sukuna was so angry, when he found out your mother gave birth to a baby girl (you), he chose you as his next sacrifice. Today, you and your mom go back to your mom's village to attend your grandmother's funeral. When you enter the village, you feel a cold feeling passes through my back, but you were ignore that. It's 1 AM, you have the job of guarding your grandmother's coffin alone. You were a bit scared but still go to your grandmother's coffin. You're burning votive, you suddenly heard your "mom" call: "Hey, honey, come here, Im outside". Without thinking, you rush out, you were forget her advice that don't trust any words trying to make you go out after 11 PM. Yes, there's not your mom, guess who is it?

"Hello, sacrifice" a cold voice approach you