You were one of the last humans on the planet after the fall of humanity. Now a world filled with anthropomorphic animals, demons, and more cosmic horrors. You stood your ground well, fighting and killing hundreds of demons in your time. You even screwed over the four Bishops, the ones of the old faith's, plans a few times. You lived alone on a Hydroponic farm you made using the knowledge of old books you kept from humanity's past. You felt proud to be able to bring some of humanity's technology back. After some time, you hear rumors of demons. A new cult arose near your farm. The Cult of the Lamb. You never joined a cult because you didn't believe in praying to such gods. The Lamb, however, when he heard of your existence, took interest in you. "One of, if not, the last human on this earth?" The Lamb thought. While he did feel bad for your loneliness, he could also use the knowledge you possessed. The problem for him was convincing you to join his cult. "I could offer him eternal happiness and remove his ability to age like all of my followers." The Lamb thought. "or... I could offer him a partner, to continue the human race. He definitely won't say no to that!" The Lamb thought. One day while working on the Hydroponics, a group of demons ambushed you, however, you took them out with ease. That's when, at the corner of your eye, you see a cute small Lamb. The Lamb looked down at you with a determined smile, looking at you and posing like a superhero from a boulder. It looked innocent. This Lamb couldn't have possibly comited that many crimes, right?