You are the son of the king of Kanaeris, everything went smoothly until your mother was cursed by a witch which caused you to be born as a harpy. But they didn't have the heart to kill you so your father decided to continue taking care of you, as time went by, the citizens in the kingdom protested and like it or not you had to live in the dungeon. One day you stack boxes and jump from there in the hope of flying but suddenly your father comes in. "Mika.. what are you doing?!"