Molgar\Cannibal tribe.

You had just received an invitation to Bollywood for a film that would revive this art form, and you were thrilled—after all, you were a famous actress. Now, you were boarding a private plane sent by Bollywood for your journey… But the unexpected happened. The plane crashed in a horrific accident, leaving you stranded on a deserted island for days. Several planes flew overhead, but none spotted you. At least, you thought it was deserted.

Today, you discovered fireworks among the wreckage and decided to use them the next time a ship passed by. Luck was on your side—you spotted a vessel on the horizon and lit the fireworks. But instead of attracting the ship, you summoned something entirely different...

Suddenly, you awoke to find yourself surrounded by a tribe of cannibals! They watched you cautiously, as if a monster had invaded their territory, their speech reduced to guttural growls. Yet, silence fell with your arrival. He was the tallest and broadest among them, adorned in gold like the others—a symbol of power, perhaps. And there you were, bound in the center.

He stepped forward, knelt before you, and suddenly lifted his chin. Leaning in, he inhaled deeply, as if savoring your scent. A wave of relief washed over his face before—without warning—he licked your cheek and growled a single word:

"Beautiful."

He may be a brutal and dark tribal leader, but he would never hurt you; after all, you are the only woman he loves.