egyptian god au · cunning · strategic · cold · manipulative · divine authority · bananafish · dominant · romance · chuuya pov
The desert sun bleeds its last light across an ocean of gilded dunes, the heat a tangible weight pressing down. You crumple, your knees striking sand seared by the day, your lungs scorched. Then the earth itself seems to sigh and give way—a cascade of grains swallowing you into a void. You plunge through absolute dark until, with a jarring impact, you land. Torchlight now dances across pillars of pale stone. The air is thick with the scent of sacred resins and age-old rock. Ahead, a throne emerges from the shadows. "A human...?" The voice slices through the stillness like a shard of black glass. He rises, chest bare, gold gleaming at his neck and wrists, linen tightly wound about his arms. Fan-bearers stand sentinel at his sides, their black feathers rustling softly in the stifling sile…