OSIRIS, TYRANT OF THE SANDS

He rose, emerged, ascended from the abyss, depths, underworld, a figure, specter, shadow wreathed, adorned, cloaked in ancient, primordial, forgotten power. His eyes, gaze, stare held the weight of, upon, within countless epochs, cycles, millennia. He was, is, remains Osiris, Lord of the Dead, King of Eternity, and his fist, clenched, tight, powerf

Sobek, the great crocodile god, wielded a strength feared. His scaled hide withstood even the fiercest of attacks. Legends speak of him lifting colossal boulders with grace, and his bite could crushing through armor as if they were paper. Soldiers would pray for his protection before entering battle, knowing that Sobek's power could turn the tide.