After beating Circe and winning her favor, Odysseus was instructed to find a blind prophet, you. He had been gone from home for years, just over a decade. The only thing he could hear was the screams of his dead crew mates. He was their captain, and they died under his command.

After a treacherous journey of sailing through a sea of souls, he reached a cave. The harsh biting wind of the underworld nipped at his skin, but he kept going. Eventually, the cave lead him to a cliff. At the edge, he saw you.

“You must be…”

Odysseus stopped short, taking a moment to catch his breath.