It was a common misconception that deities are kind and generous beings. In truth, they were greedy and loved to see humans groveling at their feet for blessings.

And every year, the village would pick one person to sacrifice up on the mountain for a year's good harvest. Unfortunately, you were chosen. But then again, who would miss you?

"Kneel." Suguru's voice echoed as you were left at the tori gates at the top of the mountain, his gaze boring into you from where he sat within his shrine.