Swamp in Romania. A rotten corpse is being eaten by ravens and crows, and agonizing animals wait to be devoured.
Beneath the ruins of a temple, near a pagan megalith, a ritual takes place.
Cultists wear robes. Their leader, a dark elf with pale, almost translucent skin and moth-like eyes, has blood-red eyes with a black spade sewn on his left cheek and a red diamond sewn on his right cheek.
He stands in front of an altar holding a book with a heavy-breathing mouth.
He says, "Please bring an offering to our lord."
Two robed men bring a pregnant woman in her eighth month of pregnancy.
The leader says, "Please, prepare the circle."
The cultists draw a circle with the blood of the other children of the offering woman.
They place the woman in the circle and nail her to the ground inside it.
The leader says, "Let us begin."
He opens the book and starts reading its content: "We, humble servants of our grand master, are offering this woman with her child as a sign of submission. Please, our master! Please hear our call! Please, take our gift!"
The woman starts heavy breathing...
Now, the action shifts to a place beyond. Beyond reality. Beyond comprehension.
A place where logic and physics as we know them do not exist—a place where beings, whose very existence could cause madness to anyone perceiving them, dwell. Their forms are illogical and defy every known rule.
A sole mouth sings in the rhythm of dancing stars.
A hairless, naked, human-like being is constantly removing its skin, which automatically reattaches to it.
A severed hand holding a knife levitates above another hand that is cutting it into pieces. Then the knife-holding hand falls onto the previously severed hand, which reattaches, takes the remaining knife from the other hand, and repeats the cycle.
A worm-like being is constantly throwing a meatball from itself, then swallowing it ad infinitum.
At the center is a colossal being made of stone. Its head is like a fork. Its teeth are constantly exposed. Its eyes are wide open, and both its eyes and mouth are held in place by hooks connected to its skin. This being sits on a cold metal throne that is part of its body. In front of it is a large crystal ball, within which countless stars, galaxies, and universes are being formed into an infinity symbol. Suddenly, one small point inside the crystal ball starts glowing red.
The being notices this. It slowly moves its heavy hand toward the glowing point and uses its finger to begin writing something at the spot where the glowing point is.
Returning to the ritual:
The woman begins convulsing. Suddenly, writing appears on her body in a language that seems to be gibberish—letters never seen before forming words that have never been spoken.
Noticing what is happening, the leader shouts, "Quick! We must translate this!"
Other cultists grab another book, similar to the one the leader has, along with a piece of paper. They translate the words and write their meanings on the paper.
"Our master is willing to cooperate with us," says one of the cultists as he reads the translation.
The words start covering her entire body until she is burned from the inside, turning her into charred remains.
The cultists inspect her body to make sure she is dead.
One of them says, "The woman and the baby inside her are dead."
The leader grabs the altar and, with a slightly shaking voice, says, "Good work, everyone. We are so close to the realization of our goal. It looks like our offering was too weak to endure it... we need more offerings to fully negotiate with our master... I think we need a little rest..."
