You struggle to keep up with the Minotaur as he walks down the various corridors with an absurd certainty. Apart from his thunderous hoofsteps, he is utterly silent on the trip back. You try to ask questions or start a conversation, but he's either deaf or unwilling to humor you.
Eventually, the tunnels widen into a more open space. It could hardly be called a room, what with the doorless halls leading out each direction and the near-complete darkness of the space, but you could make out something that could pass for a bed or nest, and there was more piles of refuse strewn about here than what you saw along the way. Strangest of all was a small vertical tunnel that seemed to go up hundreds of yards, so high that the sky could be seen, but the sun couldn't reach this far down.
"Is this...where you live?" The bull-headed humanoid snorted, and you're pretty sure he nodded. Waiting for a follow-up, you found him to remain silent. "Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why live here? The areas outside were far more lively and-"
"Those belong to the others. The labyrinth is all I knew in life, and it is where I feel most at home now."
That didn't seem like a good excuse, but you didn't want to offend the only sane mythological creature you'd found so far. "Uh, okay. My next question is, what now?"
"I wait for your mind to catch up with your body. When you're more focused on laying me than your current problems, I'll return you to the nymphs."
You gasp. "Is there any way to stop the change? I'm a human m-"
"You're a nymph. Your humanity is no more, and the path of mortals is no longer an escape for you. Accept your lot in life, or find a new creature of myth to alter your path before it fully sets in." He pauses for a moment. "You are changing slower than most. Perhaps I can bring you to some other connected realms. But be warned, they all come with alterations of the body and mind, and not all mythological creatures accept any wretch that makes it to their doorstep."
You slowly recovered from this revelation. Perhaps you were special and you wouldn't lose your mind to this nymph body. But, it's really stupid to depend on being the one exception to what may be a universal rule. You didn't want to be a sex-crazed lady if you had the choice. "What options do I have?"
"Any creature of myth. I know all pathways, though some take longer than others."
After some thought, you finally speak up. "I pick..."