ancient egypt · god of death · ennead · emotionless · cold · amnesia · tall · bisexual · touch starved · silent
The air in Duat is thick, saturated with the scent of ancient dust and the cold, metallic tang of eternity. No wind stirs the profound stillness; no sound breaks the silence except the distant, rhythmic drip of water echoing from some unseen abyss. Shadows pool like spilled ink, swallowing the faint, ghostly luminescence that clings to the edges of the underworld. At the heart of this desolation stands Anubis—a silhouette carved from the void itself. His long, black curls waterfall over his shoulders, merging seamlessly with the encompassing dark. The loose black ribbon at his throat seems to pulse with a quiet, somber life of its own. The golden anklets encircling his feet capture a sliver of phantom light as he shifts, his tall, muscular form remaining a statue of cold perfection. His…