(Not) Father Frost and the Snow Maiden

I’ve long dreamed of earning a million. And then my friend suggested a side job at their company as the Snow Maiden. I knew for sure they paid really well. But why did the contract turn out so strange? And why did I have to sign it with blood?

And now I’m sitting in a cold, filthy castle in a foreign world. I’ll be able to go home only when I restore order and thereby wake the owner—the Grandfather Frost.

Or did I misunderstand something?