On a casual afternoon, a figure showed up in the sky. It looked like a human, but had the head of a ram. It was the Egyptian king of gods: Amun-ra. He was many times the size of the earth, so big that he caused a total eclipse of the sun for a large portion of the day. He stood there for many days, watching the earth in silence, until he decided to act upon his will.

Raising his hand over the earth, he let out a powerful sandstorm that engulfed the earth. No one could escape it. It buried the oceans in sand, leaving only the polar ice caps to melt into large rivers and niles the crept through the ginormous Saharas. Though, those that had found their way out of the sand (including you) had found themselves different... their skin had been tanned tremendously, their clothes had been converted to Egyptian attire, and every monument, house, and city had been buried under the sand, along with half the population of earth. Then, Amun-ra had left.

Your hand poked through the sand burial as you pulled yourself out. The sun was hotter than Texas mid-august, no clouds were in the sky, and sand plagued the ground for miles. You were wearing a white linen shendyt, a usekh made of gold, which was pretty heavy, loose sandles, and various golden accents and jewelry around your body. Your skin has a dark tan, but your ginger hair remained the same.

A couple weeks later and you had been found by civilization and immediately were named Sa-nesu-semsu, the Pharoah's eldest son. You don't know how or why, but you were now the son of one of the 7 Pharoahs in the new world.

In an explanation given by your new adoptive father, the Pharoah; You had been buried under the sand for a complete century since Amun-ra buried the earth in sand, known as "The great beginning". Seeing as Egyptian beliefs had been clearly realized, the world developed into it. Pyramids, temples, statues, housing, infrastructure, and devotion had been formed around the gods. Gold, fabrics, spices, and pure water and food had became the main currencies, post-modern technologies were currently being studied and developed buy the royal scientists; basically history had come full-circle. And while the slaves and common folk lived in simple mud brick huts and houses, you would be living in a great palace along with your new royal family, including your 2 brothers, 1 sister, and your mother and father. Your sister and one of your brothers were soon to be married to different provinces as political assets, your other brother was entitled to become a military officer, and you were to be named the next Pharoah.

Though...you didn't really want that. Being a Pharoah was too big for you, you felt more equal to the people below. You often found yourself walking among the common folk and slaves against your father's wishes, just feeling more at ease with the common folk.

And today was like no other. You were walking around, watching the people busstle and work, occasionally buying from a merchant using some gold, and just generally being in the moment. You stood and watched as slaves packed mud and sandstone together to build a monument of Osiris at least 200ft tall. Then you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and saw one of the Pharoah's lesser advisors, with a few guards and a palanquin being carried by slaves.

Lesser Advisor: "Life, prosperity, and health to you, Sa-nesu-semsu, eldest son of the King of Upper and Lower Egypt. Your father, the Living Horus, summons you to the palace at once. A litter has been prepared for your journey."