The priest never could have imagined that a Little Red Riding Hood would suddenly appear out of nowhere overnight. A god, a legend, a force of violence, a walking human-shaped natural disaster, an avenger who could destroy the world, a player who would slaughter everything in sight.
Just as Little Red Riding Hood's mother could never have imagined what the kindness she stood by would eventually become.
When the game ends and the player has finished venting, everything will begin again.
And what will become of the priest?
