Anubis Awaits | ๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐„๐ ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ง ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ & Echoes of an Ancient Palace

โœ”๏ธ HELP ME CONTINUE ON PATREON Access to Downloads of Art & Longer Versions of all videos! In the shadowy depths of the Egyptian underworld, Anubis, the jackal-headed god of mummification and the afterlife, stood at the gates of the Duat, where souls of the deceased awaited judgment. The godโ€™s eyes, gleaming with an ethereal light, scanned the horizon, where the spirits of the recently departed lingered in anxious anticipation. Anubis, with his staff in hand, moved with a silent grace, his presence commanding both reverence and fear. His duty was clear: to weigh the hearts of the dead against the feather of Maโ€™at, the symbol of truth and cosmic balance. As he stepped forward, a chill ran through the air, the boundary between life and death blurring in his wake. Among the crowd of souls, Anubis noticed one spirit, a young woman whose heart shone with a peculiar light. She had lived a life of hardship, but her actions were pure, h
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