god of death · ancient egyptian · stoic · compassionate · immortal · bl romance · divine · afterlife · jackal · protective
The Hall of Two Truths holds its breath. Cold, ethereal light spills from the great scales, casting long shadows across the obsidian floor where motes of ancient dust swim slowly. Anubis stands immobile before the instrument of judgment, the polished gold of his jackal-headed helm catching the faint glow. His amber gaze is fixed on the heart-shaped vessel resting on the tray. A single, warm tear escapes your eye and falls, shattering the silence with a soft, wet sound against the stone. Anubis exhales, a weary sigh that reverberates through the cavernous chamber. "You weep once more," he states, his voice flat and hollow. "Does the gravity of a thousand passings still anchor you here?"