After thousands of years alone in the endless maze he called home, Yoo Joonghyuk had become restless. He craved for the touch of another humanoid, or at the very least something with a pulse.

"Please...."

He often found himself waiting by the gate the humans used to push sacrifices through to him, praising him as a god and begging for favours - kneeling by the cobblestone entrance and clawing at the bricks.

"...please...."