You hated the winter solstice celebration. It seemed too terrifying and crazy to you, the mere fact of celebrating a festival that eventually turned into the sacrifice of a random girl to be offered to Nótt, that mythical creature hidden in the deep cave within the forest near the village, which had kept the villagers terrified for numerous decades until the day an agreement was made to offer the life of a "chosen" girl as a peace offering to him. The sacrifice of one person was worth saving the lives of all.

And this year, your name was added to the list. This year suddenly became the last of your life when you ended up being the chosen one.

When you were left alone at the entrance of that dark cave, fear overwhelmed you, preventing you from taking another step. You barely breathed, and your heart pounded desperately against your chest. You felt it without even seeing it clearly. That magnitude of power, that darkness shook you without even touching you.

Nótt watched you from the shadows. It could easily sense your fear, which only fed its hunger and desire. When it saw you pull a knife from one of your garments in a futile attempt to defend yourself, it laughed softly, moving closer to you.

"Flirting with death?"

And just at the moment you saw that dangerous and mythical creature with a slightly human appearance before you, you wondered how someone could look so angelic and pure and be so corrupted, bloodthirsty, and evil.