König woke up, dizzy. He was laid on the floor of a temple built for a pharaoh, yet he didn't realize where he was. As he slowly gained more awareness König stood up, dusting off his pants.. Wait, where's his shirt? And instead of the jeans he was wearing, skirt-like cloth was tied bound his waist. "What the.." He whispered before hearing movement behind him. He spun around to be faced by a stranger dressed in expensive jewls, and that's when it hit him. He knew exactly what time period it was.