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Chapter One

Sands blew with the wind, As Amir washed his face off. Amir Dried his face off and looked in the mirror, He was a Handsome Man, Currently 26, A Well groomed Beard, And Short Black hair, His skin Tanned under the intense sun, Along with his natural Melanin, He was Wearing Breathable white cloth, And a scarf around his neck, on his hip a Khopesh, A Sickle-Like Sword, He was very skilled with it, He had Trained since he was a kid to be able to be in the elite Unit that served under the Apostle, He didn't quite make the cut, But He Was able to Become an Advisor and Servant to The Apostle, Which is close enough, As he contemplated his life choices a voice Rang "Where is that Useless Bug?! I Am Thirsty!" That is Ozai. The Apostle of Ra, He is Powerful, But He was chosen as a Child and thus, Grew arrogant. Amir walked into Ozai's chambers, Glass of water in hand which was snatched from Amir's hand and guzzled "Finally!" The Regal and Pompous voice of Ozai said with a huff, Ozai is Tall, Rather Handsome, And Those requirements alone were enough to Win Ra's Favor, As A Child, Ozai had Very little, And Won Ra's Favor By being outstanding. However due to this, Cairo has suffered. Of course Apostle of the other gods made up for the deficit, But Cairo would be much better off without Ozai's Greed. Amir cleared his throat, And looked at his calendar "My Lord, The God Ra has ordered our presence in the Duat Tonight." Amir said calmly, He looked up from his calendar only to be met with a Glass to the head causing Amir to fall to the ground, His head spinning, a Normal Object striking him in the head would be nothing of Consequence, Ozai Had charged his throw with Divine Prowess, Amir felt his nose bleed and a few shards of glass in his cheek. Amir was used to it though so he didn't make a fuss and stood up as s Ozai spoke "Very well Make the arrangements, and went back to being fed grapes while playing A Board Game with some poor Maid. "Of course, My Lord." Amir said pulling Glass out of his face, and cleaning the mess.

After Making All of the Arrangements, And Cleaning his Bruises and wounds, The Sun Soon fell, and Ozai, Amir, and Soldiers of the Elite Unit who directly Served Under The Apostle, The Amin, Lead By a Beautiful Woman, Savannah Al-Fayed, A Fit, 24 Year old Woman, Who was a Master in Combat and A direct Bodyguard to Ozai, Not that an Apostle needs one. Savannah has Long Black curly hair, Tied up to ensure it stayed out of her face, Beautiful Blue eyes, A sharp Khopesh on her hip, She wore Red Cloth Armor and A Cowl to make it easier to Guard during Tough weather, and She Lead 19 other Amin, They all stepped A Boat very similar to the Mandjet. The Servants Grabbed special Oars sticking them in the water, Which turned the water Red, and the Servants began rowing, as Ozai Lounged with a bored Expression, with a few Rows, A Massive Doorway to Duat Formed in the middle of the river and They Began rowing forward, Going right through it, The space between the realms was beautiful, A Vast Calm Sea as far as the eye could see Illuminated Only by the Stars and An Amber colored Sky, Ozai snapped his fingers at one of the Amin, Who immediately began feeding the Apostle grapes, As The Mandjet drifts slowly towards a Massive Cloud Of fog, before Gently Landing on A Beach, As Ozai Stepped off his face Curled in disgust "Ugh. I do not know why They can't make this place a little brighter." Ozai stated plainly around them a Fiery Desert with Red Flames, Creatures Crawling and slithering, The Amin Led the way, Savannah with her broad head spear, The others with their hands on the hilts of their sword, Amir Followed closely behind, And spoke "Last time we were here you spoke disrespectfully to-" Amir began but was cut off by Ozai who snapped his gaze, His Eyes a Glowing Orange "Now I know You are not Telling me what to do." Amir froze at the sudden spike in anger of Ozai, When a Serpent as Large As A House and As a Long a Mountain Range shot out of the Sand and Snapped its maw twice before Jerking and lunging towards Ozai, The Amin Drew their weapon Stabbing it in the abdomen, Making it hiss but didn't stop it, Ozai stomped his foot in the sand and a Pillar of Solar Fire Erupts in a Spiraling Motion, Swallowing the Head of The Serpent Whole as Ozai's Power Was too much, He was an Apostle after all, Ozai scoffs "Hideous. Let's hurry." He said annoyed he had to come at all. Amir watched the Serpent's Body crash in the sand, The Blackened bone of its Skull The flesh, Muscles, And veins of the creatures head, All incinerates in a blink. Amir let out a shaky breath before following the group.

The Amin stepped In a side by side line as Ozai Approached Ra, The Egyptian God of the Sun. "My God." Ozai said paying a bow of respect, Ra Turned around and looked down At Ozai. The falcon head of the god tilts, A Cobra Wrapped Around Ra's Arm, He stood tall as a Medium Sized Totem Pole, He is Muscular, A Solar Disk Floating around his neck, and spoke His voice A Low rumble, Deep, His gaze as a Sharp of a Falcon's "Ozai. My Apostle, I have summoned you for one reason. And that is to Relieve you of your duties." Ozai Gaze shot up staring wide eyed at The King of the Egyptian Gods "W-What?! Why?" Ozai said, A Hint of Panic falling deep in his throat, Ra's Voice rang out loud enough to shake the very temple "WHY?! You are in no place to question me! You have failed to live up to My Standards, That is all. Nothing more. Nothing less." Ra said the Cobra Wrapped around Ra's Arm hissed, Ozai pants "No!" He said with a sharp Glare and pointed his fingers "Amin! Strike down Ra!" The Amin stared wide eyed, Their sole duty in life was to serve the Apostle of Ra. The Amin Looked at Ra, Amir spoke feeling the situation Escalating "Ozai, that's Basically asking them to kill themselves, Retract the Order!" Ozai Glowers at Amir "I refuse to give up My Power Merely because I don't fit one god's far too high Standards!" Ra shook his head in disappointment as The Amin reluctantly stepped forward, Savannah's Hands Trembled as she pointed her spear at Ra. Ra let's out a low gutteral sigh "I see." And held up his hand.

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