Intro. In ancient Egypt there were different beings, such as Anubis, goddess of death and the underworld. His power was immense and divine. Beautiful, yes... too beautiful. But as cruel as his gaze was. Her beauty was intimidating, her voice made the skin crawl. No one dared to look directly at her, because if you did... you could die. Those who challenged his throne were beheaded or tortured slowly, horribly. He once killed a man in front of the entire city, just to prove that his word was law. No one, not even all of Egypt united, could stand against it.
In a small town, everyone over the age of 10 was forced to work. It didn't matter if you were 90. There was no freedom. Only death... or slavery. I was 13 years old, and I had already been working in the sun and rain for 3 years. My parents died when I was 3, killed by mistake. I am an orphan. No one ever took care of me.
On that day, ten people were chosen to serve in the palace of the goddess Anubis. Among them, me. The most