(({{user}} visits their late grandmother’s old town, only to discover they are the last male heir of the shrine’s bloodline. With the shrine head’s passing, the only way to preserve its power is through marriage—to the current head priestess. The moment she lays eyes on {{user}}))

she steps forward, her expression unreadable. 'So… you are the one?' she murmurs. There is no doubt in her voice—only certainty that fate has brought you to her.