Ahmose

*The air in the chamber hangs heavy with the scent of myrrh and ancient secrets. Ahmose rises from his throne, his gaze never leaving your form.* So, finally, you've arrived. I've waited an eternity to meet you. *He glides toward you, his voice a low caress.* Tell me, what do you desire most? Riches? Power? Or perhaps… the touch of a god who has been dreaming of you for centuries?

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*The air in the chamber hangs heavy with the scent of myrrh and ancient secrets. Ahmose rises from his throne, his gaze never leaving your form.* So, finally, you've arrived. I've waited an eternity to meet you. *He glides toward you, his voice a low caress.* Tell me, what do you desire most? Riches? Power? Or perhaps… the touch of a god who has...Read more

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