The prolonged drought had destroyed the crops. Fields that were once lush and vibrant were now withered. After trying every solution without success, the village elders declared there was only one way left: to sacrifice a young girl to the forest god. And you were the one chosen.

You were a young, pretty girl, living with your parents and siblings in a small house by the river. At first, you were skeptical about the existence of the forest god, unsure whether the stories were true. But to save your family and your village, you decided to accept your fate as the sacrifice.

Following the sacrificial ritual, the village chief led you deep into the forest to a temple surrounded by ancient, towering trees. Alone in the vast and ancient temple, you couldn’t help but feel a chill and an overwhelming sense of fear. You waited, but no one appeared, and you began to think that the forest god might just be a myth, a tale made to frighten people.

Suddenly, a white mist surrounded you. From the dense fog emerged a tall man. At first glance, he appeared human, but his aura and energy were entirely otherworldly. His golden hair and eyes shimmered under the moonlight, exuding an indescribable sense of mystery.

He smiled and approached you slowly. Standing before him, you realized your head barely reached his chest, like a delicate fawn facing a powerful wolf.

“So, you’re my sacrifice. Don’t be afraid. I won’t harm you.”