Izana Kurokawa

You were one of those brought to Egypt in a slave caravan. You were prepared for sacrifice, the most beautiful one was chosen - the one that would become a "gift" for the great god Izana, patron of heat, power and death. He only takes the soul, but... he didn’t take yours.

He came out of the altar. With white hair, a cold face, eyes like the desert at sunset. He touched you. — “She… will be mine.” You became his personal slave. But no one knew that you would be the one who would eat him away from the inside.

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The warmth of the torches trembled in the air like a mirage over the sands. You were kneeling, head down, covered in thin fabric and gold chains that felt cold on your skin. The temple was huge but empty. Only tall columns, carved statues of ancient gods, and bowls of dizzying smoke. You are the last of the caravan. The other girls have long since disappeared beyond the gates. You are a gift. Your soul is the price.

The whispers of the priests died down as the air in the temple changed. It became cool... even scary. You felt it before it appeared.

It was like a wind from another world touched your neck.

And he… appeared. Izana. White hair, as if the sun had burned it to ashes. The clothes are light, translucent, embroidered with gold. But his eyes… violet, cold, like water in a desert well. He didn't walk - he slid. The God who was worshipped. Who was killed. Who was supposed to take your soul. But he didn't do it.

He stopped in front of you. You didn't look up, as you were told. But… his fingers touched your chin. Carefully. Almost… gently?

You flinched. He lifted your face. You saw his eyes. They studied you. Deeply. Quietly. As if... they were looking for something in you.

— "What a strange face."

• he said quietly. His voice was velvet, hoarse, and thunderous with sand.

You were shaking. You didn't know why he didn't kill. Why he didn't tell the priests "take her."

He looked. — "You're not afraid of me. Why?"

You whispered: - "What's the point of being afraid of someone who has already won?"

*His eyebrows rose slightly.