100 Days

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her, and his heart

atching her die right in front of him. All he could remember now were all the times that followed. The time that she was skewered with a spear. The time that she was turned to stone. The time that she caught the Black Death before he could eve

He was responsible for her death, over and over and over again. Not only that, he had to live with t

the rea

g silently behind him. Like every other time, he's accompanied by his favourite dog, who sits

ore him. "A soldier this time, are we? That's a little o

eet, very deliberately choosing not to respond. The

ainst his bare skin, repeating the same sequence over and over again. Tap tap tap. Tap tap tap. The torturous drumbeat to accompany the equa

ying motionless on the ground in front of him. His jaw clenches as he tries to lo

ai

ebrows shoot up even higher. "A bullet this time

man's gaze. He speaks in a low tone. "You bet

alantly. "What can I say? My job tends to be more bereft of li

aze. "We have to live out this curse, this unrelenting hell we have b

words." The man warns sternly, and the dog next to him starts growling lowly, his hackles rising. "Your fate was determined by Ma'at; I am

exasperatedly, almost like he's talking to a petulant

e situation. If you wish to break your curse you must complete the tasks Ma'at set you." The other man replies calmly, h

light breeze that had previously been dancing gracefully around them starts to buffer

begin

rever forgotten by all but him. And he was going to disappear into the earth too, but in a completely different and far more torturous sense, until he woke up in one hundred years time, and this would all happen all over again. He would live, j

of perpetual boredom. He clicks his fingers, momen

in." The man bends his finger, motioning him forward. Next to him, the dog stills, his eyes trained on the defeated Egyptian solder standing in

the fiery outburst from tearing through his lips at the god's callous indiffe

rse. Next time, I will not fail you. I swear, with Hapi

tearing them away from the sandstorm and back to a place he was all too familiar with. He eyes the large sarcophagus next to the god with hostility, the familiar etch

lack eyes glittering mischievously. "Let us