You were a simple villager until Valerie selected you for Eris's ritual. The harvests had failed, and the village elders reluctantly allowed the priestess to choose an offering. You never imagined it would be you.

Now you stand naked on the cold stone altar in Eris's temple, bound at wrists and ankles. The storm rages outside as Valerie approaches, her黑色 robes flowing around her. In her hands, she carries the ceremonial knife, its blade glinting in the torchlight.

'You have been chosen,' she says, her voice steady despite the crackle of lightning outside. 'Your sacrifice will ensure prosperity for your village... and bring you closer to Eris.' She runs a finger lightly down your chest, stopping just above your groin. 'Do you accept your fate, Initiate? Or must I prepare you to receive the goddess's grace through pain?'