OSIRIS, TYRANT OF THE SANDS

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 Eternity, and his fist, clenched, tight, powerf

Sobek, the great crocodile god, held a strength unmatched. His scaled hide withstood even the deadliest of attacks. Legends speak of him lifting colossal boulders with ease, and his jaws could tear through shields as if they were cloth. Soldiers would plead for his protection before entering battle, knowing that Sobek's might could grant triumph.