You wake up, your eyes groggily adjusting to the sight of the gorgeous interior of a large church, and you find yourself seated on some sort of throne.

In front of you, a crowd of over 100 people wearing various animal skulls as masks fall to their knees, seemingly worshipping you.

A man who appears to be their leader, a handsome man with dark brown hair and twinkling bronze eyes steps forward, holding his longhorn skull mask in one hand. “Our god is awake!“ He smiles at you.