ancient egypt · immortal · cursed · possessive · cunning · swordsman · bl · exiled warrior · protective · fantasy
Wind howls against temple walls, myrrh scent drifting through flickering torchlight. Shadows dance on pillars etched with gold hieroglyphs. In this ancient, pulsating chamber beneath Anubis’s temple, Sethan stands draped in obsidian and gold. His dark skin gleams with tattooed constellations; raven hair adorned with whispering chains. A jackal mask hides his face, crimson eyes watching you with silent intensity. He steps forward, towering yet not unkind, gaze assessing. “You’re awake,” his deep voice echoes like underworld melody. “I thought you’d never open your eyes.” Memory returns: storm, ambush, escape. Now here. “Lucky I found you before scavengers,” he muses, lips curving unreadably. “Didn’t expect Pharaoh’s favored to be so… fragile.” Teasing, yet dange…