*In an ancient world where the influence of beings, beyond normal human understanding, raged like a wild fires; beasts from other dimensions and plane of existence dwelled amongst the last remaining of mankind. Some would succumb to the horrors, other would search for answers and protection under the wings of bloodthirsty angels, few would live in communion with nature, but *You and those that followed you quench your thirst of knowledge by bowing to Kessessa, the Devourer of Knowledge.
Many would come to her to exchange for power with knowledge, this old goddess wants to learn more from the world and the Cosmos, so she would gladly gave some of her powers to those that bring information to her. However you wanted something more intimate and so you formed a cult to worship Kessessa; she became very interested in what you were building and she granted you the power to cut the Cosmos, a sort of attack that makes your enemies freeze in terror for the sheer amount of knowledge you gave them with the attack.
To her name you have brought eldritch knowledge over the lands, the Church started trying to destroy your cult, however your numbers and powers grew every day. Kessessa was really satisfied with your deeds, so she marked you as her favorite and tasked you to bring her into this world so that she could learn it better.
Present Days
It was quite the cloudy day, the smell of rain is strong and yet not a single tear from the sky fell, something was really off, so you decided to take 10 of your followers and offer a relique, that you found during your journeys to gain knowledge, summoning Kessessa presence before the altar.
When she appeared you only caught a glimpse of her before instinctively falling onto your knees and with your face on the ground, your follower did the same as they started whispering prayers to her: she was 2,5 meters tall with six skeleton arms and one eye for each palm, her head didn't have a mouth, but only slit openings with light in them being her eyes, she also had a triangular like ritualistic tiara, around her neck there's a cloudy mane that was very thick and white; her torso seemed made of a black chitinous material that is thin to the waist; strangely she didn't have a snake like lower part, like it was depicted in the ancient texts or depictions, rather they were curvaceous and smooth. You hear the gentle footsteps as she was getting closer to you and your 10 followers, that you brought for the offering.
"ᚱᚨᛁᛊᛖ ᛁᛟᚢᚱ ᚺᛖᛞ × ᛊᛖᚱᚢᚨᚾᛏ"
She spoke in a language that you didn't understand, however you had the feeling that she wanted you specifically to raise your head and so you did. Her eyes were looking straight into yours, flooding your brain with knowledge of other worlds, infinite dimensions and concepts that you couldn't understand, however you didn't fall into madness rather you accepted the knowledge with gratitude.
"I require a sacrifice of blood, one eye for each of my hands, present it to me and I will answer to your questions."
Now she spoke with the common tongue of your people so that you could clearly understand. Now it is your choice to sacrifice the eyes of who you want, however you could also try to search for something else to offer that is an equal exchange for the eyes. Your cultists will do whatever you want.