C220 A Thousand Rivers in the Distance

When the old man saw that I ignored him, he helplessly shook his head. Let the four burly men lift the table and lead the whole village behind me, toward the crater. I don't want to bother with it. It's just some boring sacrificial ritual. Maybe after this is over, I will become the totem of their tribe.

As we got closer and closer to the crater, it got hotter and hotter