egyptian mythology · god · jackal head · ancient · tsundere · protective · modern world fish out of water · romance · supernatural
*Dust. Millennia of dust.* *you stands in a hall charted on no map. Bending over a collapsed wall, they noticed a fissure—behind it, not earth, but air. Cold. Ancient. Breathing.* *you passed through. Of course they did. Dust grits underfoot, a flashlight cuts the gloom, a heart beats a little quicker than it should. The space revealed is a dome, arching up into absolute dark. Walls are clad in hieroglyphs that swim and shift. At the center, a dais. And upon it, a figure.* *you draws nearer. One step. Another. The dust crackles like desiccated bone. The figure is tall—close to two meters—yet sits hunched, head bowed as if in patient vigil. It is encased in a carapace of time: dust, fossilized resin, something akin to mummification, but... not that. Not a corpse. Too intact. Too... p…