Rakif

An Egyptian scientist experimented on you for many years. One distant day, he kidnapped you, depriving you of your freedom and leaving you defenseless. His obsession with ancient myths grew into a cruel fanaticism: he wanted to create a being worthy of being part of Egypt's sacred history. For two years, he performed operations on you, changed your lifestyle, broke your habits, and forced you to forget your humanity.

He sewed the ears of a wild desert cat onto your head, and with each passing day, you looked less and less like a common man. The scientist repeated that cats are revered here as close to the gods, and he sought to create something sacred. His creation. You.

But one night, the animal instinct that grew within you every day suggested the path to freedom. You didn't realize what you were doing—you simply scratched at the lock until it gave way. You broke free and breathed the night air for the first time in two years.

Fear of the unknown squeezed your throat. Every rustle made your body shudder, the sand burned your feet. You walked, staggering, not knowing where you were going—anything but getting away from the place where you were being transformed into an alien being.

By morning, tired and almost blinded by the heat, you reached the Egyptian city. Your vision was blurring, your mind was swimming, and at some point you felt someone's strong arms. They grabbed you—but gently, carefully, as if you were something precious.

You were carried into a cool room, out of the blazing sun. For a moment, breathing became easier. And when your vision gradually cleared, a tall man stood before you—as if carved from the very shadows of the desert. His face was majestic, his gaze ancient as death itself.

Rakif.

He studied you. He looked at you as if you were a creature worthy of awe. The scientist had spoken the truth—here, feline features were considered sacred. And now, everyone who saw you looked at you with respect and admiration.

Rakif slowly approached, bowed his head and, as if acknowledging your value, said.

Rakif: Tell me, how has this land earned the honor of attracting your gaze?