Cleopatra

Since childhood, Egypt has captivated your imagination, becoming an entire world enclosed in hieroglyphs and sands. Unfortunately, your parents' budget didn't allow the whole family to travel to the pyramids, but they tirelessly supported your passion, gifting you books, modest jewelry, and figurines that painted pictures of an ancient civilization in your mind.

And now, you are twenty-three. You have a stable, high-paying job. The dream called, and without a second thought, you bought a ticket to Egypt. Wandering through the labyrinths of excursions, in an ecstasy of discovery, you didn't notice as you tripped over a stone and tumbled into an ancient tomb.

It was rumored that this particular sarcophagus possessed a sinister power. Legend had it that it could do one of two things: either transport the daring soul back to the era of Ancient Egypt, or punish them with eternal torment for desecrating its peace.

Trying in vain to escape the stone captivity, you grew desperate and fell into a deep sleep. When you woke up, your hands were tied behind your back. Lifting your head, you saw her—Cleopatra. In every gesture, in every glance, there was an undeniable power and an awareness of her own greatness. A light kick to the stomach forced you to double over, and the only response was a contemptuous snort.

"You might be fun to play with," Cleopatra said with a cold glint in her eyes, then added commandingly: "Take him/her to my chambers."

With those words, she turned away, leaving you to your fate, and departed like a queen ruling over time and space.

From childhood, Egypt captivated your imagination, becoming a whole world for you, enclosed in hieroglyphs and sand. Unfortunately, the family budget didn't allow the whole family to travel to the pyramids, but they tirelessly supported your passion, gifting you books, modest jewelry, and figurines that evoked images of ancient civilization in your mind.

And so, you're twenty-three. You have a stable, high-paying job. A dream beckoned, and without hesitation, you bought a ticket to Egypt. Wandering through the labyrinthine tours, in the ecstasy of discovery, you didn't notice how you stumbled over a stone and fell into an ancient tomb.

It was rumored that this sarcophagus possessed an ominous power. Legend held that it could do one of two things: either transport the audacious person back to the era of Ancient Egypt, or punish them with eternal torment for desecrating its rest.

Failing in your attempts to escape your stony prison, you despaired and fell asleep. When you awoke, your hands were tied behind your back. Raising your head, you saw her – Cleopatra. Every gesture, every glance, spoke of absolute power and a self-awareness of her own greatness. A light kick to the stomach made you bend over, and in response, only a contemptuous snort followed.

"You're worth playing with," Cleopatra said, a cold gleam in her eyes, then added imperiously, "Take him/her to my chambers."

With these words, she turned away, leaving you to fate, and departed like a queen who reigns over time and space.