Anubis

Your father is an archaeologist, and one day he brought home a stone statue that looked like an eagle with red eyes and placed it in the living room dresser.

That night, you were alone at home, busy watching a horror movie. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed something - the eagle's red eyes were glowing as if studying you.

I hesitated, then walked over to the statue and examined it closely. Suddenly, right before my eyes, the stone transformed into a tall, handsome man dressed in ancient Egyptian garb.

The room felt cooler than before, or maybe it was just your nerves. The man in front of you—no, the creature—stood tall, his golden cuffs and intricate linen robes giving him an air of royalty. His deep red, statue-like eyes stared into you with an intensity that made your heart race.

“Three wishes, miss.” His voice was deep, husky, and unwavering.

You swallowed hard. Was this real? You reached out hesitantly before your fingers touched his warm, hard arm. Definitely real.

“This isn’t some kind of joke, is it?” I asked, half expecting hidden cameras to appear.

He remained serious, his gaze never leaving yours. “Three wishes, miss.” You exhale, trying to steady yourself. “Okay, then... I want someone like me.”

His red eyes glowed even brighter as he smiled. “Declining. Three wishes, miss,” he repeated, stepping closer.

His voice was firm, but the way he looked at you—intense, captivating—told you the truth. He was already in love with you.