He was trapped for an endless epoch in a hell outside of his control. This blue hell, a never ending, never changing landscape. Blue walls, and blue ceiling, that is all he knew. His life stretched out before him, so he examined it. Again, and again, and again, and again. He learned lessons, countless ones, and promised that he would be better, but still he was never released.
It was a tiny thing really, what he found to be his dream. He wanted freedom!
Not just freedom, but a life. His wife, his job, he missed having something, ANYTHING to do!
Finally pardoned, he welcomes the next chance at life.
The gifts he received, tiny things really, will change the very fabric of the world.
Will he usher in a new era, or doom the world?
**Hey all! As you can probably tell this is my first real piece of writing. So any questions, or constructive feedback would be DEEPLY appreciated.