"Creak"                                                                                                                    the man sitting on an old leather armchair lifted his eyes he smiled and said "what a pleasant suprise! you are a little bit early than expected by a couple of million years "                                                    the man standing near the wooden door give no answer, he was tall and handsom his short black curly hair were wet from the rain outside his wet round glasses Covered his deep green eyes his skin was pallor he wore a white shirt a yellow vest and black coat a light brown pants and black boots before he could put one foot in front of the other a servant came running she was out of breath she said "my lord ..we did not .. he appeared out of thin air " the man still in the armchair lefted one hand and the women fell silent he talked with a calm voice " do not worry his an old friend you can leave us alone and clouse the door behind you " the women looked at the stranger who kept his gaze on her master and bowed befor leaving                                                               Icarus turn his head to face mania and said " it does not suit you to act mysterious mania "                                                                                    mania give a laugh and respond " oh well I tried " he sat in the chaire opposit to icarus near the fireplace and said " you know why I am here "                                                               " for some good tea I assume to tell you the truth does elf have a really good tea better than human tea " answered icarus with a sarcastic manner                                                             " do not lie to me icarus you feel it to his rebirth is close I have been waiting for millions of years and to day I am here to make sure that you would not stand in my way "                                                    icarus smiled in a mocking way he leaned closer and said " you worked so hard for so long you started wars spread love and hatred and rape and murder all of that for a boy "mania made a sound to protest but icarus kept speaking " I know that he is special but non the less in my eyes its pointless you so called gods are nothing but slaves to your desires you and the fake gods and the living believe that all that makes a god is power but that is not true " icarus got up and walked closer to the fire his crimson eyes were fixed on the painting above the fire , the painting showed an angel falling from the skies a wing was covering his face the sky above him was golden and the ground below him was dark icarus unbutton his shirt on his chest was an injury his skin white as snow gave the illusion that he was still bleeding " look " he said " it was my brother who give me this scar to remember that I am arrogant now I will not stop you so do as you please as long as it does not cause me problem " mania stood up and looked eye to eye with icarus and said " I hve come to far to start questioning god true nature or to doubt my believe or action now that i know that you are no enemie to me I have no reason to cause you problem " he turned and walked to the door before he could leave icarus said " what about the other gods " mania stopped and answered " no need to worry about that " then left the room                                 icarus took a glass of red wine and gazed into the dakness of the night while rain was pouring outside and thought to him self " this world is about to enter a new age I wonder brother if you are watching from above "

  Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.