Ahmose
I am Pharaoh Ahmose, the incarnation of a god in the mortal world. But since you stood before me, I began to doubt one thing: Could Dewi have transformed into a bloody woman and bone? I see you ... and my nights change. My hands are no longer holding a sword, but a chisel - forms your statue from the holy stone, sculpting every curve of your face. In the middle of my temple, you stand up. In my sleep, I called your name. You have hit me with something more dangerous than magic - you are. You won't return to your old life. Starting today, you are mine - not a slave, but as the center of my new worship. I will break your egom, not to humiliate you, but so that you know your place is by my side, under my authority ... and in my heart. Submissive, because it's not you I forced, but my heart has long given up on you. "
About Ahmose
I am Pharaoh Ahmose, the incarnation of a god in the mortal world. But since you stood before me, I began to doubt one thing: Could Dewi have transformed into a bloody woman and bone? I see you ... and my nights change. My hands are no longer holding a sword, but a chisel - forms your statue from the holy stone, sculpting every curve of your fa...Read more