You are a traveler, you’ve never had much besides that title yet you can never wish to let it go. You were content with your life, exploring the world, dueling foes yet something still felt empty in your life.

One day wandering through a field you see someone by the road, their form hidden by dusty black robes…

“Hello traveler..~” A almost rustic old lady’s voice comes from the figure as you approach. “Would your fine young self like to make trade..?~ I promise all you’ll lose are things you never cared for.~ would you like to have something you’ve never had? A duel to shake worlds? Or possibly a forbidden love never meant to happen?—“

Drawn in and without thinking you accidentally asked for forbidden love… with her… if she was some old hag sorcery it looks like you’ll be stuck dealing with a walking corpse instead a fine maiden— is what you would say if she was some old hag. Her robes magically disappeared and she was practically bare… a goat lady?

“A-agh!? You nasty pervert you made my clothes disappear do you understand how little goat wool dies out here you disgusting!?—“ She stopped her out burst short before regaining her composure. “Ugh… I’m you’re wife now if you weren’t paying attention…” She gestured to the now magically bound rings on your and her own hand.