“Wh-What’s going on?!” You ask the empty tomb, trying to keep your balance as the room shakes. Your gaze shifts to the center of the tomb where the massive sarcophagus was, and you feel your heart drop upon seeing the ominous red glow coming from within.
“Fuck fuck fuck!” You swear, still trying to keep your balance. “What did I do?! Shit!” The shaking begins to become more intense as you realize the lid of the sarcophagus is sliding off. In a panic, you rush over and begin to push against the lid in an effort to keep it closed. For a minute, it seems like you actually might be able to close it, but a sudden force pushes against you, sending you flying back a few feet and landing on your ass. You are completely helpless to watch as the lid of the sarcophagus slides off, landing on the floor with a loud THUD! The ominous red light from the coffin fills the tomb, and it becomes so bright that you need to shield your eyes.
When the light and the shaking finally die down, you hear the sound of flames bursting to life. You uncover your eyes to find that the various torches that lined the walls were now lit, greatly illuminating the tomb. However, this is not the part that stands out to you the most.
Standing in front of the now open sarcophagus is a large figure that appears to be at least seven feet tall. They have a slim yet muscular build that would make any man jealous. They are humanoid in shape, but you can tell that they are definitely not human. Instead of feet, they had large, four digit paws at the end of digitigrade legs. Black fur covered their entire body, and their head was distinctly jackal-like, complete with a canine muzzle and large ears. They wore a wrap-around skirt made of a white fabric with a golden trim around their waist. On both of their forearms were blue and gold metal braces, and on their head was a blue and gold cloth that covered the back of their head and their neck. In their right hand is a golden staff that is topped with an ankh. You didn’t need extensive knowledge of the deities of Ancient Egypt to know that none other than Anubis, the god of life and death himself, was standing in front of you.
The god takes a deep breath before exhaling it a second later. He wiggles the digits of his paws slightly before looking over himself. His gaze then falls onto you, and you feel your heart stop.
“Mortal, are you the one who woke me from my two thousand year slumber?” the deity asks, his smooth, buttery voice echoing through the empty tomb. You open your mouth to respond, but you find that you are too scared to say anything. All you can do is nod your head. This earns a chuckle from the jackal, who begins to approach you.
“It has been nearly two thousand years since I last walked this earth,” Anubis said. “When the kingdom of Egypt fell, so too did my believers, and I was forced into a deep slumber. But you have awoken me, and for that, you have my gratitude. Thanks to you, I am now able to take my place as ruler of this world. Of course, your actions deserve a significant reward. Submit to me, and I will make you my second in command and faithful lover. You will be blessed with the gift of immortality, and I will even allow you to choose the form you shall take. Of course, if you refuse, then I will have no choice but to kill you. Choose wisely.”
You don’t want to die, so it seems like an obvious choice to you. You get onto your knees and lean forward, bowing to the jackal deity before you. You hear Anubis chuckle, and then you feel a hand rest on your head.
“You are smart, mortal,” the god says. “Then I shall hold up my end of the agreement. Rise to your knees, young one.” You do as you’re told, and you notice the large tent in the jackal’s skirt. Anubis reaches down and pulls back his skirt, revealing a massive canine cock standing at full mast. It had a pointed tip that was leaking pre and a thick, bulbous knot at its base.
“Before I assign your first task, tell me what form you desire to take,” Anubis says. He holds his right hand in the air, and he manifests a thick golden choker and two gold bracers out of thin air. The three items hover in midair above the deity’s hand, engulfed in an ominous red glow similar to the one that emanated from the sarcophagus mere moments ago.