Me: Come one! Come all! It's a new story! XD Creature: Ferocious decided to try her hand at an ancient Egyptian story. XP How cliché. Me: Ah shut up. So yes, I know there's a bunch of these stories around, but I hope people will enjoy it nonetheless. Annabi: Also, Ferocious wants everyone to know that this story was an orginal first, with OC's, so technically she is making a fanfic out of her own stories. Me: Yes, I will mention some changes I made in my original at the end of the chapter. Thank you.
Welcome dear readers. Our story begins in the dunes of far off Egypt. A long time ago, there was a mighty Pharaoh named Atem who conquered many lands, won a great war, and was a talented warrior. He was magnificient.
However, this Pharaoh was a sad man. When his father died, he became the Pharaoh of Egypt at seventeen. When he was eighteen he started a war with a neighboring kingdom. No one is certain why he started that war. Maybe he felt threatened.
Seven years later, when he was twenty five years of age, he became depressed after the war. He wasn't sure why, but his spirit fell into the depths of depression. He felt miserable.
Many of his advisors suggested he eat more, sleep better, work out, or even get a bride; but the Pharaoh didn't feel like doing any of those things. He wasn't sure what to do.
Then his older cousin Seth suggested something. He advised Amun to do the one thing that could heal the sprirt. He told his cousin to pray.
Pray? Why would the Pharaoh pray? That was boring, and a waste of time. Why, the Pharaoh didn't even know how to pray.
The priests thought it was a pretty good idea, and they said that they would help the Pharaoh on his spiritual journey. Atem however, said he did not want to pray with the priests.
Atem was afraid that the priests would make him feel inferior, or foolish. If he was going to pray, he wanted it to be with someone who was a novice like him. He also wanted the person to be pure and innocent, someone who wouldn't make him feel down.
A mysterious girl then appeared, and told Amun to choose someone out of the ordinary, someone new. This girl was a sprite who popped up now and again. Her name was Miya.
Atem was confused, and wasn't sure who to pick. Then it dawned on him. He knew exactly who he was going to pick. He snapped his fingers and said that he would pray with...
A slave. Now, when he said this out loud, everyone in the room was like, what...? The Pharaoh, praying with a slave? That's absurd! Slaves didn't know how to pray, they were filthy, worthless, only good for grunt work. This was ridiculous.
Of course, Atem argued to his council that a slave would be perfect because it would not hurt his ego to pray with someone who knows even less about prayers than himself. Plus the slave could always just do what he'd say without question.
Miya, was pleased with the Pharaohs decision, and told him to choose wisely. Should the slave be younger or older than him? Male or female?
Well, he would figure that out soon. As soon as the choice was made, they began looking for a slave immediately. It didn't take too long, for Atem finally did find his slave,whom he would pray with.
The King of Egypt had no idea what he was getting himself into. No idea what troubles, or adventures he might face, the conflicts he'd have to solve.
No, all he thought about was healing his soul, and that is exactly what he planned to do. He made his choice, and he would stick with it.
So when he met the slave, he didn't expect much. He decided to just let faith take control of everything.
So this is where the story begins. When the Pharaoh chose, his prayer slave.
END OF PROLOGUE
Me: So, in my original story, Amun is the Pharaoh. However, the only one to fill this role is obviously Atem. :) Creature: As we go along, Ferocious will explain in her authors notes what's similer and what's different. Should be fun. Me: Thank you all for reading! I really appreciate it. :) Annabi: Please review! ^^