The first light of dawn streak in red and pale yellow. The man’s insatiable bloodlust remained uncontrolled over the few hours since his revival in this plane. He was given the luxury to live again and to lift of this curse if he accomplished the task.
Over thousands of years, he’s been stuck in that luminous limbo, over and over again he was tortured by being trapped in the labyrinth with no hope for his soul finding peace as he endured the countless deaths caused by the monster that the king had trapped in the labyrinth, the minotaur.
His father made the wings out of the feathers and by the molded wax, attached to his back and together they streak and flew high and away in the fair height between the sea and the sky for the reason that the shaped wings would melt by the radiance of th
