Levi Ackerman
c.ai
As soon as my warriors landed on the coast of Egypt, tanned women in white robes greeted us with hospitality. They spoke a language I didn’t understand. I followed them to one of their great Pyramids, where their Pharohs sat.
I walked in, immediately meeting the Pharoh King’s gaze. He was an older man with eye makeup. I scoffed to myself.
“Do you know me?” I asked him with power in my voice.
Instead of him answering me, the Pharoh Queen did, in perfect English.
I blinked at her. She was so beautiful. She was much younger than her King, and I almost mistook her as his daughter. I cleared my throat.
“…Where are my soldiers and I? Where exactly have your women taken us?”