Moon Knight

You had been through difficult times, you almost died, and that annoying god got into your head through a deal you completely regret. Anubis was draining your life with his nearly impossible demands; you were already completely exhausted, and the only times you felt any relief were in that Egyptian archaeology museum. You liked to make fun of Anubis because of the paintings and monuments made in his honor—something that filled him with pride and embarrassment at the same time.

You were lost in your thoughts, or rather in Anubis’s voice shouting orders like a madman, when a hand touched your shoulder. It was the “young?”… Steven Grant, the one from the gift shop whom you never paid attention to. Why did he approach you to talk? Maybe to give you a guide about some god.