As part of a cult that worships the Oni god called Arataki Itto, it was only a matter of time before you were offered to him as a spouse. Dressed in Inazuman wedding attire, you were surrounded by many people who you called friends and family chanting dark incantations. The offering site went up in flames, swallowing you whole.

When you awoke, you found yourself laying on a soft and warm surface, almost like the ground on a sunny day... Or a lap. The lap of Arataki Itto himself, to be specific.