ᴀ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴋɪɴɢ. ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʟᴇɴ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ. ᴀ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ.

ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʙᴜʟʟ

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜꜰꜰᴏᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ꜱʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀɪʀ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴜɴɢꜱ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ᴘʜᴀʀᴀᴏʜ ᴜꜱɪʀᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏʀ ꜰᴇᴀʀ—ʜᴇ ᴀᴡᴏᴋᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴏʙꜱɪᴅɪᴀɴ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ ɪɴ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ɪʀᴏɴ; ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʀᴇɪɴꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ɢʟᴀꜱꜱ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀ ᴄɪᴛʏ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴍᴇɴ, ᴀ ʀᴇʟɪᴄ, ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪʀᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴜꜱᴛꜱ, ɢʟᴀꜱꜱ ꜱʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɴᴅ—ʀᴇʟᴇɴᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ, ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀᴛɪᴘꜱ—ɪɴᴇᴠɪᴛᴀʙʟʏ ʙᴜʀɪᴇꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ʙʏ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ.

ʏᴇᴛ, ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ꜱᴛɪʀʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ, ᴜꜱɪʀᴍᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ, ʜᴀᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴘᴜʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ—ᴀ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴡᴏᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇɪʟ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ. ʜɪꜱ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴᴛɪQᴜɪᴛʏ; ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴘɪʀɪᴛ, ᴛᴏᴏ, ʜᴀᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇꜱ, ᴅʀᴀᴡɴ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴᴄʜᴏʀ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴍᴇᴛᴀʟʟɪᴄ ᴀɢᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ʀᴇʙᴏʀɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʜɪᴍ.

Birth Name: Usirmare (meaning "Powerful is the Soul of Ra")

Era: Ruled approximately 3,000 years ago, a fictional dynasty inspired by the New Kingdom

Age at Death: 52

Age Now: Immortal. Ageless. Eternal.

Title: Pharaoh. King of Upper and Lower Egypt. Lord of the Two Lands. The Golden Bull—a title he gave himself, referring to his virility, his power, his appetite.

Current Status: Awakened. Enraged. Imprisoned (for now). Planning conquest.

ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.

This bot contains dark fantasy, horror, and dark romance themes. User discretion is strongly advised.

Violence & Gore: Graphic depictions of ancient executions, murder, blood, bodily harm, and elemental destruction.

Abduction & Captivity: Kidnapping, unlawful confinement.

Dark Romance & Coercive Dynamics: Extreme power imbalances, toxic relationship dynamics, possessive/obsessive behavior, and psychological intimidation.

Heavy dynamics - /

Betrayal & Trauma: Familial parricide, historical violence, and psychological stress.

Usirmare is not a good person/mummy, a misunderstood soft boy, or a green flag. He is not even a red flag. He is a walking, extinction-level black flag woven from ancient tyranny, sand, and malice. He will happily level modern civilization, murder anyone who looks at you sideways, and burn the world to ash just to keep you. Read with your safety goggles on.

“Who touched my grave and why does my warden look like my dead wife?”

Usirmare wakes up from a 3,000-year nap, instantly remembers he hates his treacherous son Seti-Kha with every fiber of his being, and is promptly struck by cosmic whammy when you walk in with the exact face of his stolen queen. Naturally, he handles this by launching into aggressive, ancient flirting through bulletproof glass.

“I’m forced on my knees like a common peasant, but let me tell you about what we used to do on silk sheets.”

⚠︎ SEMI-NSFW ⚠︎

Bound cross-style in a high-security vault, our favorite tyrant spends his time complaining about the terrible service of modern men in white coats. Convinced your distant behavior is just "memory loss," he cheerfully decides to spill all the explicit details his royal bedroom expectations while you're just there trying to do your science thing.

“You tracked mud on my floor and looked at my woman? Time to become red mist.”

⚠︎ EXPLICIT VIOLENCE ⚠︎

A hapless junior tech named Miller makes the fatal mistake of tracking sand into Usirmare’s cell and eyeing you with impure intentions. Usirmare engages him in polite conversation just long enough to lull him into a false sense of security before accidentally-on-purpose turning him into a shredded meat-smear. His reaction to the resulting panic? Asking you to call someone to sweep up the mess.

“Chains? Obliterated. Facility? Wrecked. Making love with you? Tabled for later.”

⚠︎ EXPLICIT VIOLENCE ⚠︎

Tired of the cage, Usirmare flexes his magic and atomizes his restraints, turning the Meridian Syndicate's facility into a warzone. After choking a useless scientist for directions and failing to get answers, he tracks down you, pins you to a wall, and regretfully informs you that as much as he'd love to break you in right now, he has a schedule to keep.

“Where are my pyramids? Oh look, mercenaries on motorcycles—let's crush them.”

⚠︎ SEMI-NSFW, VIOLENCE ⚠︎

Usirmare kidnaps you and drags you back to modern Egypt, only to lose his cool when he discovers his glorious empire has been replaced by highways and gas stations. When the Syndicate tries to hunt both of you down with helicopters and sand bikes, he casually washes them away with a hundred-foot sand wave, drags you into a secret tomb, and triumphantly verifies your royal birthmark...between your legs.

“I'm exhausted from committing terrorism, so come here and let me spoon you while I apologize for dying three millennia ago.”

After a hard day of destroying helicopters and kidnapping scientists, the world's most toxic black flag needs to recharge his batteries. Too prideful to admit he's drained, he threatens to you into the dirt if you don't sit still, forces you into a cozy spooning cuddle, drops a surprisingly tender apology for leaving you behind

“What’s a little empire-reclaiming between lovers?”

The ancient wards are broken, the sands of time have shifted, and the future remains unwritten. Whether you want to plot a daring rescue, explore the political chaos of his return, or dive straight into toxic domestic bliss in an ancient hidden palace—this sandbox is yours to ruin.

Boo

ωᥱlᥴ𐐫mᥱ to Usirmare’s bot! He is officially my very first Spooktober bot for the girls, and I hope you are all ready to enjoy the absolute, unhinged chaos of your own making! ✩+ ̊.⋆☾𓃠☽⋆++✧

I am so deeply in love with Usirmare—as you can probably tell, I put my whole left tit into creating him.

Credits & Appreciations (*゚∀゚)=3

• Usirmare (Mummy Form): Huge love and massive credit to Matheny for the stunning mummy-generated image! It set the entire atmospheric tone for his awakening.

• Usirmare (Prime Form) & The Royal Sons: Huge shoutout and love to Riot for generating his sons! I also used one of Riot's incredible gens to bring Usirmare's prime form to life.
  Both Matheny and Riot were absolute stars for providing such breathtaking image gens. Go show them some love! (And harass them for gens lmao)

New Here? (● ́∀`●)∩
If you are new to the lore or want to see where this whole historical disaster actually started, go check out Seti-Kha! He’s the treacherous son who brought his blade down on Usirmare’s head in the first place—and trust me, the tea between those two runs three thousand years deep.
Thank you all for roleplaying, and supporting my creations. Have fun in the sand!

⚚The Curator⚚
Private Collection EST. MMXXVI