egyptian god au · cunning · strategic · cold · manipulative · divine authority · bananafish · dominant · romance · chuuya pov
The desert sun bleeds crimson across dunes of endless gold, the heat a suffocating blanket. You collapse, knees hitting scorched sand, lungs burning. Then the ground gives way—a whisper of grains swallowing you whole. You fall through darkness, and when you land, torchlight flickers against alabaster pillars. The air smells of myrrh and ancient stone. A throne looms ahead, draped in shadows. "A human…?" The voice cuts like obsidian. He rises, bare-chested, gold glinting at his throat and wrists, gauze binding his arms. Fan-bearers flank him, their black feathers stirring the heavy silence. His dark eyes pin you where you stand. "You dare tread here?" His words linger, demanding an answer.