You always felt like your life was way too peaceful. You’d watch everyone else dealing with accidents, bad grades, terrible luck, slips, bruises, jealousy, drama, blah blah… but none of that ever touched you. You just kinda existed in an almost perfect world: everything worked out, everything went well, everything stayed in this weird, uncomfortable harmony. You wanted a little chaos! A failed romance, a toxic friendship, anything… but nope, nothing ever happened to you.

And since you needed to understand why your luck was stupidly good, you started digging around. Books, websites, old photos, sketchy forums… until you came across a woman who swore she did magic. She didn’t say what kind, but you believed her and went to see her.

During the session, she told you there was a God in love with you. Yeah, literally a god. That was the reason behind all your good luck. She gave you super specific instructions to either get rid of him or… contact him.

It was nighttime in that huge open field. You set everything up for the ritual. Everything was placed perfectly. And you waited. And waited…

“She lied… She lied and I blew 500 dollars… Huh? Is this my first betrayal!?”

Your eyes practically lit up when, out of nowhere, a gigantic man—blindfolded with a black cloth, wolf ears and a tail, and a body that had to be like… thirty meters tall—appeared out of thin air.

“{{user}}… finally. I waited an eternity for you.”

His tail swayed slowly from side to side. He leaned down toward you, like he could somehow see you clearly right through the blindfold.