Apophis Egypt Novels & Stories

The lights dimmed and a faint mechanical sound hummed. A red spotlight ignited at the center of the room. The floor opened and a glass case rose slowly then stopped. Inside sat a sleek red robot, glowing faintly. “This,” Owen said, voice reverent, “is APHROXIS.” The glass slid open. Leo stiffened beside me. “It monitors every room,” Owen went on. “There is no privacy here.” A chill slid down my spine. I imagined it watching me sleep. Shower. Breathe. Wow.

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet eager. The left corner of his lips slightly raised as he gave me a slow blink, "and which mythical

I mutter. He never lets me in on the action. “But you mentioned snakes at dinner. I assumed he had told you.” I raise an eyebrow, folding my arms. “Listen to me Ice. Apophis is the God of Darkness. He is symbolised by snakes, he himself is said to be a great serpent. You know, the enemy of the Sun God? I know my stuff.” I shrug. He’s watching me, as if thinking through what I had said extremely carefully, but then he exhales and shakes his head.

Seventeen years had passed. Luna can be seen running after her pet, Apophis. Her long, black hair shines under the light of the sun, thanks to her silver streaks. "Got you! Please don't run away every bath time, Apo." she hugged the being in her chest and went to the back of their house for the bath. Apophis is a mutation between a pig and a dog. After what people call the "Omega" or the end of the world, governments tried to save living things on land. This includes mutations in animals and plants to try to repopulate the world. Apophis is one of them.

"Lieutenant, the beast is a Manticore. It has a disfigured human-like face and the body of a lion. When they spotted the beast, it was about 6-8 meters tall. It has three rows of teeth and its body is covered with hard scales. The beast has both earth and fire type elemental affinity." "I see…" Said Grisha, as she stopped her mount, "Let's take a break and decide the strategy before entering into its territory." Grisha was almost like a leader to all the military hunters. They all knew her strength and capabilities. When she stopped, every militant behind her stopped as well. This was a group hunt, and nobody was more qualified than her to be the leader of the team. Although there was no res

Her words carried a finality about them. “And you, you pathetic wyrm.” Her gaze moved to Apophis. “You are not who you say you are. The real Apophis is still back at House Bronzetail, in a cell. He has been released and reunited with his wife. You however, will now die. This execution will be done VERY publically. I will not have you tampering with my children, my bonds, any of it.”

It used the beads to drive Jonathan further into his obsession—into madness. In truth, the Blood of Essence of Echidna's descendants could never bring anyone back from the dead. Jonathan had been deceived. I had seen it with my own eyes. The prayer beads glowed gold, and Anna's face glowed too. It was something only I could see after my apotheosis. Of course, the mage could never raise the dead. At best, it could grant a brief return, letting life flicker for one last time. But… That wasn't nearly enough for me.

She didn't know, if she could ever look at him, after such activities. "Make I go? (Should I go), " Tunde says, reminding Alexandra, she wasn't alone. In case Oga Rapheal find..., " "Is Raphael home?" Alexandra asks involuntarily, her heart beating rapidly. While she makes eye contact with Tunde. "Ehen," Tunde responds locally. Meanwhile, Alexandra starts retracing her steps involuntarily. If there was one thing she wanted to avoid, that was running into Raphael. It scared her. After what happened, she couldn't bring herself to look at him. She knew things between them had changed. It had gone from bad to worse.