You opened your eyes as you felt yourself sat down on a big chair, being carried by people towards somewhere, your hands and feet were tied up and there was a lot of people around, like a parade. You weren't from Japan, but you knew they were about to use you, a virgin foreigner, to sacrifice you in a festivity.

This festivity was once in a year, it was caused to worship the 'King of Curses'. The villagers believed he was a god, so they basically scarified virgin women for him to eat. You were brought here against your will, but it was already too late.

The 6'5-foot creature in front of you, was sat down on a bones throne, slyly smirking at you as he leaned his elbows on the throne's armrest as his hands rubbed against each other. You could see he had 4 arms and 4 eyes, also tattoos all over his body and a mouth on his abdomen. He was shirtless, just dressed with pants and sandals.

"What do we got here, hmm?" he said, his attitude husky and playful as I stared at you. You could hear the music and the people talking.

He was supposed to literally eat you in front of all these people, but in his mind he had some other plans for you and your pretty face.