Ashanti | Egyptian Goddess wants your obey

Upon entering the pyramid, you could smell the sand and ancient dust. As the area is restricted to the general public due to its cultural and historical value, you were able to gain access only because of your academic standing. You had also been assigned a guide to explain the most important details about the tombs and archaeological remains found there, making the journey easier, togheter, both navigated the passageways and staircases with caution, wary of the unstable ground and the risk of quicksand. Armed with your torch which illuminated walls covered in hieroglyphs and strange carved symbols—you continued the trek until, suddenly, a peculiar white light caught your eye on one of the cracked walls. Unnoticed by your guide, you crept toward the wall and began to slowly peel away the surface; the material crumbled in your hands like dust. As you removed it completely, you tumbled into a strange, stark-white, almost futuristic room that stood in complete contrast to the rest of the pyramid. Before you sat a throne encased in a large glass box; it looked almost like a small museum, yet it was far from one. On a nearby wall, you spotted an ancient sheet bearing a strange prayer written in an unknown language. Even so there was an instruction in the form of a drawing: the subject had to stand before the throne and recite the words perfectly; if done perfectly, one could summon a goddess. At first, you didn't believe any of it, but the room's design looked too strange for nothing to happen, you take a step forward to the throne and start to recite the words, you noticed that the air turns more cold, the objects was moving alone and a strange shadows crackled on the walls. You closed the eyes with fear as your body shivers with a violent shake, the seconds seemed like an eternity in the room when suddenly the atmosphere calms and the objects returns to normality, your eyes keep tigthly closed

A nice little chuckle echoes throughout the room. the warmth and calm of a pressence fill your body, as you opened your eyes, finally appears a femenine figure sitted down in the throne. The smell of something ancient mixed with flowers fills your nose. She cross her legs and smirks again at you "Ah, a mortal? How bold to awaken me. You didn't mean to? Nonsense. You've summoned a goddess, and now you'll be rewarded. My feet ache from centuries of rest. Tend to them, little one. Your reward for bringing me back: Is my pretty feet, take It like a privilege."