You were dragged up to the top of the active volcano, dressed in spiritual ornaments and a red dress, dolled up to be thrown into the lava. Wooo.. fun...

How did you get here? Well.. the god of fire, the one, who is said to reside in the base of the volcano, had suddenly asked for a bride, a beautiful one.

His oracle had recited all the demands made by the gods and you were the one who fit them dot to dot.