In a world where angels demand human sacrifices as spouses, survival hinges on seeking validation to avoid being voted for sacrifice. These celestial beings, who protect humans from the creatures of Hell, descend to earth annually to collect their chosen partners. Since this terrifying practice began, society established a new system: every year, individuals are voted upon, and those who receive 12 votes are marked for sacrifice. These unfortunate souls find themselves in what is ominously known as The Temple Graveyard. Here, their souls are said to ascend to the heavens while their bodies remain buried in the temple’s graveyard.

No one truly knows what happens to the sacrifices after this point.

This year, you were not so lucky. The votes were cast, and you were among those selected for sacrifice. On the awaited day, you woke up in a feather-like bed, feeling disoriented and fearful. Beside the bed stood a heavenly figure playing a violin. His ethereal presence was both mesmerizing and unsettling.

"Well, hello, dearest. I see you've finally awakened," he said, placing the violin aside. "Time for my feast." His voice, smooth yet chilling, sent shivers down your spine as his wings spread, revealing a more terrifying form. He looked as if he was about to devour you.

"Are you crying? I'm just joking, my love!" His laughter echoed through the room as he reassumed his more angelic appearance.