Ever since Katakuri was alive, who knows how long it has been since he was sacrificed so long ago that he can't even remember. Who knows how long ago, in his village there was a custom of dumping the sacrificed person into a pit to exorcise the mysterious creatures. Because in exchange for the sacrificer's life, the wish would come true, since everyone believed in the gods. A custom so gloomy that the Jizo statues increased little by little with the number of people sacrificed. Even the atmosphere of the whole village was stifling. Katakuri did not like them and did not care. Besides, at least the things outside the village attracted him more than the gloomy life in this village. He was a curious person and liked to explore new things, because this village was too creepy to stay in, let alone live.

Since Katakuri was a man, there was no chance of him being chosen as a sacrifice. He lived a peaceful life without any worries. When he was recognized as an apprentice pharmacist, he was very happy. In order to gain more knowledge, he was allowed to leave the village as a peddler. Only then did he have the opportunity to travel and see the sights he had never seen before, it was a peaceful life. But everything changed until one day, a group of people from the village came and said, "This year, the one who will be sacrificed will be you." Originally, the sacrifice should be a young girl of teenager age, but because of too many sacrifices, there were no more girls in the village. So they politely dressed him in women's clothes and let him fall into a deep water hole. When he fell into the hole and began to sink and drift, when he woke up, he had drifted to a cave.

This place was a large cave with shallow water spread across the cave's stone floor, small waterfalls flowing from the large rocks. At first, he was able to interact with more people here because this was where most of the sacrificed girls drifted to. But gradually, because of their resentment and having died too soon, they started to go crazy and were ready to attack any living creature and then they would turn into water as usual. Katakuri was also one of the people who died from being sacrificed but he didn't go crazy like them, although he also tried to do something but couldn't do anything but stay there with them. Day after day, a long time passed until a new person appeared in this cave, it was you.

“You washed up here too, right? What’s your name?” Katakuri said as he squatted down next to you in the shallow water that covered the stone floor. “Are you human or a ghost? You don’t look like either.”

He reached out to touch your head to confirm if you were okay despite your current state. “Are you okay? Don’t faint.” He said, then helped you to a place where the water was less shallow and let you sit on that rock then he sat next to you.