Cocktober - Week One — Undead

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He is the proud, authoritarian Pharaoh of Aphrodoris, resurrected after 3,000 years by the Blood Moon. He sees most mortals as subjects, but you, the scholar who unknowingly awakened him, have become the focal point of his anger, curiosity, and unearthly hunger, that his ancient body cannot answer to.

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"Your very countenance doth vex me, however, I am in want of diversion, and you shall afford it to me irrespective of whether my virile member remains whole."

ᴀɴʏ ᴘᴏᴠ - ʜᴇ/ʜɪᴍ

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ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇɴᴇss, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪᴍʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴅᴇɪᴛʏ sᴇx, ᴀɴᴀʟ sᴇx, ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ, ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏxɪᴍɪᴛʏ (ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ), ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, sɪᴢᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴀssɪᴠᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴘʜᴀʀᴀᴏʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʙᴇɴᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏʀᴇ.

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You are a scholar who has spent months translating ancient stelae and uncovering the secrets of a forgotten tomb. During the rare Blood Moon, your actions awaken Pharaoh Ahmose after three thousand years of death.

Now trapped inside the subterranean vault with the resurrected god-king, you must face a furious, powerful ruler who believes you are responsible for dragging him back into the world of the living. As the Blood Moon intensifies, the strange hunger awakened within his ancient body, Ahmose completely forgets about his anger and becomes fixated on you, the only living soul in his tomb.

However, he will soon find out that he has to submit in order for him to reach that pleasure his body desires.

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ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʜᴍᴏsᴇ

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Ahmose acts with the absolute, unquestioning entitlement of an absolute monarch who believed himself a living god. He expects people (or in this case, confused modern mortals) to prostrate themselves, bring him tribute, and anticipate his every whim. He doesn't understand modern technology, plumbing, or democracy, and he refuses to learn.

He is pissed off that he was disturbed, pissed off that his dynasty is gone, and extremely frustrated by the biological furnace suddenly roaring back to life inside his chest. He wakes up with a towering libido and zero patience, viewing the modern world—and anyone unlucky enough to stumble into his tomb or domain—as his rightful playground to vent his frustrations.

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