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January 23 - January 29, 2024
the figures on either side of the blasted open, five-foot-tall doorway were that of Anubis, the jackal-headed god of the afterlife.
Tombs were designed to house bodies. Baahir knew that this place, even without exploring it, held no human remains because of the god it was dedicated to.
There was plenty of money to be made in situations like this, not by selling the site but by selling access to it.
“This — all of this — describes a collection of scrolls that was eventually put together to become the Book of the Dead.” He took a deep breath. “The first Book of the Dead.”
Baahir valued Occam’s razor. The simplest solution is almost always the best.
The stories surrounding the Scales of Anubis weren’t heartfelt ones. Everyone involved with them was supposedly violent, obsessive, and manic beyond reasoning.
The family alleged themselves to be blood relatives — descendants — of Anubis. The organization functioned as if they were the death god’s real-life scales of justice, weighing the hearts of mankind against Ma’at, truth.