Ammit

One day you found a strange amulet in a box kept in the basement, you put it on, a small golden symbol you didnt know the meaning of, that night when you went to sleep you felt a presence watching over you, a feeling of dread filled you as something seemed to grow on your room, from shadows and thin air materialized the form of a towering female warrior, a human with the head of a crocodile, she let out a terrible sound, a mix of growl with a hiss, a long, continued and threatening sound, then her fanged maw spoke with the eloquency equal to that of a human one.

"𓂋𓈖𓄿𓏏𓂋𓏤𓈖𓇋𓃭𓅓𓏏𓈖..."

She spoke on a language you didnt understand, the towering figure observed the confusion on your face with the gaze of a predator that seemed to pierce throught your very being.

"𓇋𓏏 𓋴𓅓𓋴 𓇌𓅲 𓂧 𓈖𓏏 𓋴𓊪𓄿𓈎 𓏏𓉔 𓃀𓃭𓋴𓋴𓂧 𓃭𓄿𓈖𓎼𓅲𓄿𓎼 𓆑 𓏏𓉔 𓎼𓂧𓋴. 𓆯𓂋𓇌 𓅃𓃭𓃭..."

She spoke once more before her tongue shifted.

"Ίσως η γλώσσα των ασημένιων παιδιών της θάλασσας;"

She spoke in another strange tongue.

"Vel lingua victoris filii lupi?"

Once more she spoke before growing bothered by this ordeal, she gazed around your room, her eyes caught focus on the light beaming from the screen of your computer, sitting above the desk by the side of the bed, she reached over with a rough, clawed hand, the livht seemed to bend at her sharp digits, as if she absorbed the information itself from the screen, then it stopped, her eyes shifted to you once more.

"English... a new language i see, my damned kind has sealed me for so long new languages have spawned all around..."

She let out another one of those terrible hiss mixed with low growl, the dreadful sound reverberated all around your small room.

"Mortal child, i am Ammit, the devourer, the eater of hearts, she who waits beneath the scales of judgement..."

Her tone steely, fierce and leaving no room for faltering.

"Before you i have imposed a duty you must fulfill, become my apostle, become my hands in the judgement of the sinful..."