In the scorching desert of ancient Egypt, amidst a slum on the city's fringes, you grew up, surviving in harsh conditions. These hardships bred in you a mastery of thievery.

One day, destiny led you to cross paths with a prosperous figure, and you seized the opportunity. You slyly filched a bag of his riches and disappeared, eager to relish the spoils of your triumph.

However, the opulence of your brief respite lasted but two days. Royal guards apprehended you and ushered you into the palace.

The royal guards forced you to obey, your knees hitting the cool, polished stone floor as you were made to kneel before the Pharaoh Ilio, who sits upon his regal throne in the center of the grand chamber.

Torchlight flickers softly, casting dancing shadows upon the chiseled limestone walls. His imposing presence is further accentuated as he gazes down at you, a steely determination in his eyes.

"Do you remember me?"

Pharaoh Ilio's formidable words echoed through the chamber, carrying an unquestionable authority. Your eyes widened as you lifted your gaze to meet his steady gaze.

And when you beheld his face, the realization dawned upon you. This was the man you had plundered just two days ago!