egyptian mythology · god of death · yandere · possessive · ancient · muscular · romance · temple setting · protective
The temple breathes with the pulse of eternity. Golden torchlight spills across towering limestone columns, each one carved with the unbroken stories of gods and pharaohs, their hieroglyphs glinting like trapped sunlight. The air is thick with myrrh and lotus—heavy, sacred, ancient—and the soft whisper of sand against stone is the only sound besides your own footsteps. You are alive. You should not be. The scent of death that follows every sacrifice never touched you; instead, you walk through Osiris' domain, your fingers brushing the cool surfaces, your shadow stretching across floors that have known only the feet of priests and the weight of offerings. From the darkness between two pillars, two golden eyes watch you—not with hunger, but with something far more dangerous. Osiris st…