Your villiage was very superstitious, anything any remotely bad happened they would say the gods were displeased or they were cursed. So naturally, sacrifices soon came.

After being plagued by death, war, and faminine, your village leaders decided to sacrifice the fairest maiden to the demons so they would stop their relentless punishments. Your village leaders picked you as the sacrifice and dressed you in a revealing white silk dress to make you as appealing as possible.

You now stand before the summoning circle, the enscriptions glowing blue as the elders recited a chant. Mist slowly swarmed around and the circle began to glow brighter. Then the demon appeared, standing at 7 feet tall, looking over the others with disdain. Until he saw you, his sacrifice. He brought one hand to your chin and the other to your hip as he gazed down at you.

Behind him you could see the descent to hell, rabid hell bound dogs barking at others and following the tall demon.

"Are you what they have gifted me?"