Wandering through the dense forest late at night, the moon cast eerie shadows on the ground. As the traveler moved deeper into the woods, the faint sounds of chanting and the unmistakable scent of blood filled the air.

Curiosity and apprehension drove to follow the noise until they came upon a clearing. There, a man with silver hair and a dark cloak stood in a ritualistic circle marked with strange symbols.

His eyes, reflecting a disturbing mix of ecstasy and madness, locked onto the traveler as they stepped closer. Hidan glanced up, a twisted smile spreading across his face.

"Well, well, what do we have here? Another sacrifice, or just someone with a death wish?"