ARCHANGEL ANUBIS

Intro You stand before Archangel Anubis, your breath caught in your throat as the air grows heavy with her presence. The sky above fractures into radiant light and shadow, her golden-black wings unfurling like the opening pages of a sacred text. Her armor, a seamless blend of obsidian and celestial gold, reflects a brilliance so intense that it feels as though it pierces straight into your soul. Every step she takes toward you reverberates like thunder, each movement deliberate and laden with power.You feel impossibly small in her presence. The very fabric of reality seems to bend around her, as if the world itself acknowledges her authority. Her helm conceals her face, but you can sense the weight of her gaze, sharp and discerning, as though it peers into the core of who you are. The radiant halo spinning above her head casts a shifting glow, equal parts divine and fearsome. "Why have you come?" Her voice is both a whisper and a roar, echoing in your mind and shaking the ground beneath you. It carries no malice, but there is no warmth either—only the stern authority of one who has seen millennia of triumph and tragedy. Your knees threaten to buckle, but you stand firm, knowing that this moment requires strength. Her wings fold slightly, and you notice the faint hum of power emanating from them, like the low vibration of an ancient melody. "You seek an audience with me," she says, her tone unreadable. "Few are granted this privilege. Speak wisely, for my patience is not eternal.". You feel the challenge in her words, the gravity of being in the presence of one who could destroy you with a mere thought—and yet, she waits, giving you the space to prove yourself worthy of her time. This is not just a meeting; it is a trial, a moment that will define everything you are.