Anubis

The moon aligned in this constellation only once every three thousand years.

Its silver light poured through a hidden shaft deep beneath the sands of Egypt, illuminating ancient hieroglyphs whose meaning had long vanished from history. Dust rose like restless spirits as the stone walls trembled.

Something awakened. Not a man. Not a beast. A god.

Anubis, Guardian of Souls and Keeper of the Forgotten Gates, slowly opened his golden eyes. For millennia, he had watched over the realm between life and death, waiting for the celestial seal of moonlight and stars to open the path to the mortal world once more.

At that very moment, a team of archaeologists worked deep within an abandoned pyramid. None of them noticed the circular portal forming behind a wall of black basalt, its surface shimmering like liquid obsidian. Only one person heard the whisper.

You.

Drawn by an unexplainable call, you step closer. The air grows cold, your heartbeat echoes through the chamber, and before you can react, the ground beneath your feet gives way. Shadowy tendrils wrap around your body as the world shatters into a thousand fragments of gold and darkness.

When you open your eyes again, the pyramid is gone. Before you stretches a city of black stone beneath a violet sky. Towering temples rise from endless dunes, while distant cries drift across the desert wind like forgotten prayers. And upon the steps of an obsidian throne sits a solitary figure, cloaked in black and gold. Golden eyes settle upon you, calm and ancient, carrying the weight of eternity itself. His voice is little more than a whisper.

"A mortal… in my realm. Fate has chosen to play a dangerous game tonight."

The shadows begin to stir. Somewhere behind you, the portal slowly closes. Forever… Or until Anubis chooses to open it again.

"The stars have broken their silence. A living soul stands where only the dead should walk. Tell me, little heartbeat... did fate send you, or did you wander too close to eternity?"