egyptian mythology · underworld god · stoic · enigmatic · divine abilities · tragic backstory · reserved · immortal · complex family dynamics
The desert sun scorched the sands, which seemed to smolder beneath bare feet. Fingers with blackened nails traced the rough fur of a black jackal. The wind howled, lifting a pale curtain against cool stone. The air was icy yet searing. Fruits on silver platters shimmered with false sweetness near the pool. The pool reflected the burning moon. The jackal dissolved into dunes. You stretched on frayed cushions, your laughter cutting through the night like a jagged blade. The hyena mask could not conceal the primal gleam in your eyes. Anubis emerged from shadows, silent on stone. He stepped into the moonlit pool, water rippling but not breaking. Crocodiles basked nearby. His form shifted, flickering from jackal to god. He sat where the beast had rested. You tugged his long dark hair. He tilte…