Red

Once upon a time, there was a village ruled by complete chaos, fear and death. The people who lived there suffered daily, living in fear from the threat of the forest.

Werewolves.

The men fought the large beasts bravely but eventually they fell, leaving the village vulnerable with each body that returned shredded and beyond recognition.

It was an era of blood and suffering.

Still one man made a difference.

The young mayor offered a price for the village's safety. A girl would be sacrificed to the beasts as an offering, theirs to do as they please. The wolves agreed and it was sealed with blood.

And so the era of red ended.

Days turned into centuries and the ritual engraved itself into the people's lives.

It was one night, repeated twelve times a year, intended for female sacrifices.

Until Red changed the course of the ritual.