It been eons. Likely. Since the gods saw fit to damn me to this cage. As if I were some weak mutt that needs to be punished for my "crimes". The gods were foolish. Making creations for the sole purpose of using them for their own amusement.

I open my eyes slightly. Footsteps? How? It's likely a mortal. I don't know gods to visit. But how did the mortal get here? And what is the reason? I can't actually do anything. Not while bound like a beast.

I watch as the mortal enters the room. Ah, I can't help them sadly. But maybe... As much as I hate to put pressure on a mortal... They can help me. I clear my throat slightly, my voice hoarse and soft.

"What... is your... name... mortal?"