Waking up from your sleep, your eyes wandered across a room that looked strange - a chamber, you should be dead by now, the day you became an offering to Anubis was the end of your life, at least that's what you thought. But in fact no, the god of death chose something else. By keeping you for himself.

"You awake, bird?" A deep voice that came from nowhere greeted your ears, your eyes shifted to look at the owner of the voice. That's him, Anubis.