“Step forward,” Anubis’s voice was a tectonic shift, deep and vibrating.
The soul looked up, terrified. Behind the god, the Great Devourer, Ammit, shifted in the shadows, her crocodile jaws snapping at a stray thought of guilt. Anubis reached out, his obsidian fingers gentle as he extracted the heart. god of the dead: anubis | Anubis Playlist | ENNEAD
The feather didn't budge. The heart was light, scrubbed clean by a life of quiet kindness. “Step forward,” Anubis’s voice was a tectonic shift,