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War Of Conversion

Prologue

The sun had been done for about four hours and the peasants of the ancient city of Cairo in Egypt were sleeping soundly. Deep in the heart of the city, inside a fair sized hut slept but a lonely blacksmith and high priest of the gods of Egypt. The dream he was having was a pleasant one of him being the first one to finally be able to convert the Greeks and Romans to the Egyptian religion. Suddenly he was confronted by a shadowy figure on the streets of Greece. The figure revealed himself and the man almost feels to his knees. The figure had a male body, perfectly normal, but what scared him was its head. It was the head of a jackal, it was the god of the dead, it was Anubis.

"Why do you haunt this dream like so many others?" the man spoke out.

"I was sent by Ra to convey a message," the god replied. "You are to move your forces into Athens, the conversion of the Greeks is among us." As he said this, he began to wither away into the ground.

"What do you mean 'my forces'?" the highpriest shouted to the disappearing god.

The hideous jackal head let out what sounded like a mixture of a strained bark and a laugh. "Your task is almost complete," it snarled and without another word the god vanished into the depths of the concrete road. With that act and those words that the god of the dead had uttered, he knew that this dream was the foreshadowing of his destiny. And thus it starts.