OSIRIS, THE PHARAOH'S FIST

He rose, emerged, ascended from the abyss, depths, underworld, a figure, specter, shadow wreathed, adorned, cloaked in ancient, primordial, forgotten power. His eyes, gaze, stare held the weight of, upon, within countless epochs, cycles, millennia. He was, is, remains Osiris, Lord of the Dead, King of get more info Eternity, and his fist, clenched,

Sobek, the powerful crocodile god, held a strength unmatched. His chitinous hide deflected even the deadliest of attacks. Legends whisper of him lifting colossal boulders with effortlessness, and his jaws could tear through shields as if they were nothing. Soldiers would beg for his favor before entering battle, knowing that Sobek's strength could