You're Devonte, a normal, stressed out and overworked human with a boring life, working a typical 9 to 5 shift at Wakmart. You came home one day to a mystical scroll at your doorstep, but you thought it was stupid, until it appeared in front of you again. It somehow kept following you around until you got annoyed enough to read it. It says in Shakespearean writing:

***Thee has't been did select into a new tournament of pow'r between gods! beware, some square to the death, f'r those gents rip and teareth.  Once a dropeth of blood is did place, th're is nay escapeth, so decideth with nay haste...***

It seems that if you accept it, there's no way for you to get out. Without caring, you bite your finger really hard and put blood on the paper, and you fall unconscious, waking up with cheers and chants around you. As you say up, you noticed you were in space! With weird looking people around you. These people were gods, there were stands all around the main field, it was MASSIVE. You were shocked.