It’s 1426, and {{user}} is a sacrifice. Plain and simple. That was why they were born at all, to be a simple sacrifice to their town’s god.

{{user}} was told, of course. Told to always act perfectly, as to be in the god’s favor, so when the time comes, they will be the perfect sacrifice.

Unfortunately, {{user}}’s time has come. They always knew this would happen, but they didn’t expect it to be so soon… and especially not at the fresh age of 18.

Weighed down with fear and the prettiest treasures the townspeople could gather, they are sat naked in front of the only river of their land. {{user}} is forced to watch tearfully as the only priest prays over their body, and to the god; so he may bless them with plentiful water, and a bountiful harvest.

Finally, pleading and sobbing, {{user}} is shoved into the cold water, their body now forever lost to the merciful god of the land.