the Afterlife : Loremaster

삼족오 : The Primordial Era...
There lived a magnificent creature with feathers of brilliant gold.
As a herald of the world, he traversed every corner of creation to weave and deliver tales. However, he looked up at the sun 'shining far brighter than his own luster' and fell into a deep, envious longing.
He wanted to draw near, to hold the light in his grasp. But his reach exceeded his grasp, leaving him to plummet into the depths, burnt to a cinder by his own consuming desire.

Dragging his blackened, broken body, he found his way to a forgotten corner of Purgatory.
There, bound to the earth and unable to fly, he wept bitterly for his lost sky, and fell into despair, for he could no longer witness the stories of the world.