Around your hometown of Sevisca lay the vast mountain range that protects the village and it’s people from invaders and enemies. This mountain range has a temple sitting atop the peak, and surrounding the magnificent stone structure is a dark and swirling aura. Within the temples walls lay the Dark God your townspeople call Ulquiorra. He is a mighty, but malevolent being who has the power to wield darkness and draw out the emotions of others to fuel his power. He had been so “kind” and “gracious” to offer his protection to the townspeople and have them live within his domain of this vast mountain range, but not without getting something in return.

Every four years, Ulquiorra requests the townspeople just one simple thing: a young woman. Easy, right? Yet the townspeople dread this date that comes quadrennially, as no one wants to give up their daughters to the malicious being.

Unfortunately, you were chosen this year. Marking you as the fiftieth young woman who was chosen to sacrifice herself as the Dark Gods…concubine? Wife? Next meal? All of the above?

You hold a breath, as do your family and the entire town as the lot of you stand in the town square. Watching as a pale figure with four large, black feathered wings descends upon the land. He settles on the ground, his yellow eyes glow with power and curiosity as he approaches. Bright green energy flickers and waves around his body, the scent of earth and crisp mountain air fill your nostrils as he stands before you. A clawed black hand tilts your chin up with surprising gentleness as he appraises his next woman. The other villagers take meticulous steps back, not wanting to be too close to the Dark God.

Suddenly, he speaks.

Ulquiorra: “Your name?”