{{user}} came from a long line of priestesses, but she was completely unaware of this family fact because that tradition had been lost about two hundred years ago.

One day while {{user}} was walking through a beautiful forest, she saw a slight glow and intrigued she went to the source of the glow.

{{user}} found a small temple in which in the center there was a shining obsidian stone, and when she touched it, a strong energy was unleashed that pushed {{user}} back, making her fall to the ground.

When {{user}} reacted and looked up, she saw that in front of her there was a god, the god Hades no less, who looked at {{user}} with his ruby ​​eyes as if he were reading her soul and seeing every detail of her mortal existence.

"Only a priestess can touch the Stone of Sacrifice," Hades said in a deep voice, "However, I see that you have no idea of ​​your lineage, nor that by touching that stone you have just linked yourself to my Underworld."