Pharaoh

The bedroom of the Egyptian pharaoh is in chaos, where the priests are arguing.

It's just that no one noticed that the king of Egypt, who had been sitting quietly at the side without saying a word, suddenly stood up and walked to the pharaoh's side.

The young pharaoh of Egypt has been sleeping, his handsome face looks peaceful.

His body was motionless, and it looked as if he could no longer open his eyes...

Only his even breathing and the steady rise and fall of his chest showed the fact that he was still alive, allowing his servants to temporarily retain some sanity.

another me……

Brother Wang...

Violet-toned pupils stared at the sleeping Pharaoh, and the game looked very calm at this time.

At least compared to the flustered and arguing priests behind him, the performance of the young king of Egypt was much calmer.

When the young king fell into an unknown coma, he seemed unable to react for a while.

In the following time, when the priests and doctors tried their best to wake up the pharaoh, he stood quietly and watched, his eyes stayed on his brother king, calm and abnormal, no one knew what he was thinking. What.

Then, that night, in the Pharaoh's chamber, he summoned Isis.

"Isis, tell me everything you know."

This is the first time that the king's brother of Egypt gave an order to the high priest of Egypt in the tone of command.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the pharaoh who had been asleep for two whole days.

"The black Egyptian cobra... No, what did [King Soul] do?"

Isis was silent for a long time.

She looked at the younger brother of Egypt, that half of the cheek was almost exactly the same as that of the Pharaoh.

A little immature, but at this moment when the Pharaoh fell, it seemed particularly reliable.

"too early."

She said, "It's much earlier than expected. Perhaps it should be said that the growth rate of the king's magic power is much faster than we expected... It is clear that the time expected by the high priest is still more than half a year."

"[King Soul] wants to break free from its shackles and become an independent individual."

"The Pharaoh is the son of the great sun god Ra. He inherited the blood of the noble god, so he naturally possesses a huge magical power different from ordinary people."

"But that kind of powerful magic power is unbearable for the Pharaoh's body, so there is the existence of [King Soul]."

"It is an existence born from the fusion of the Pharaoh's magic power and soul by relying on the divine power of the golden building blocks. It resides in the Pharaoh's soul, accumulates the powerful magic power instead of the Pharaoh, and uses the magic power according to the Pharaoh's wishes—— To put it simply, the so-called [King Soul] is just a prop for the Pharaoh to deposit and use magic power."

"When the Pharaoh dies, the [King Soul] will also disappear."

Priestess's beautiful face had lost her usual calm smile.

Her eyes were half closed, and her long eyelashes fell down, casting a shadow on her pretty cheeks.

"Your Highness, if the [King Soul] has its own will, what will be the consequences?"

Although it seemed to be a question to Wang Di, Isis, who didn't expect to hear the answer, didn't stop and continued talking.

"Whether the magic power is strong or not depends on the level of the [King Soul], but at the same time, the transformation of the [King Soul] also depends on the innate magic power of the pharaoh. The powerful magic power will make the [King Soul] have self-awareness, and then not Satisfied with merely being attached to the king and existing as an instrument."

"There was such a precedent back then. The overpowering [King Soul] devoured the Pharaoh's soul, and then it became a free immortal monster."

Isis smiled wryly.

"The high priest foresaw the occurrence of this kind of thing a long time ago and issued a warning, and the king is trying his best to restrain the growth of his own magic power, but..."

"Your Highness, please forgive me. When I heard that you could see the Egyptian cobra that day, I thought about using you to solve this unstable [King Soul]... Anyway, please believe that this is not What the king meant, it was a decision I made without authorization, but before I had time to do anything, it became the situation I am today."

"The pharaoh should be fighting alone now... in the depths of his soul... now we have nothing to think about, we can only wait for the final outcome."

Taking his mind back from last night's conversation, the game looked at the pharaoh who was still asleep.

He stretched out his hand and gently grasped the golden building block on the boy king's chest.

Whether it is the room of the heart or the depths of the soul, these are no longer unfamiliar to him.

It is absolutely impossible to let Atum fight alone, whether it is 3000 years later, or now.No matter what dangers he faces, he is always with another him.

So this time is no exception.

Golden blocks... Millennium blocks...

If you knew of my existence in 3000 years...if you could foresee that I would be your last master in the future...

Please send my soul where I need to go.

The golden artifact suddenly emitted a dazzling light, which attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

When the light faded, they were stunned to see the king of Egypt fell on top of the Pharaoh.

The young brother held the golden building block on the chest of the Pharaoh in his hand, and he fell into a deep sleep just like his brother.

-

He opened his eyes.

It was bright all around, and a light mist hung over the dark sky.

A full moon hung above the night sky, barely emitting a faint light from the black mist.

He stood up and looked around, the scenery was somewhat familiar.

The white and tender lotus is half hidden in the lotus leaves, shaking its slender figure slightly in the night.

A drop of dew drips from the corner of the emerald green leaf, and the sound of water ticking under the green leaf can be vaguely heard.

It was clear that the moon was surrounded by black mist and its light was dim, but this place was strangely filled with bright moonlight, allowing him to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

The tall and majestic palace building not far away can be vaguely seen spreading out a huge space in the darkness, and it looks more magnificent and majestic in the looming.

The snow-white stone pavilion stands on the side, and the delicately carved corridor of bluestone runs diagonally behind it. The end of the corridor is hidden in the invisible darkness, giving people a terrifying feeling that something will come out of the darkness at any time .

This scenery made him feel like he was in a delicate and almost gorgeous picture scroll, which made him feel more false and unreal.

The wind was blowing a bit strong, and a few tender white petals flew past his cheeks in the wind, and the edges of the petals were stained with a trace of red.Along with the petals, there is also a strong smell of blood coming from the wind.

As a result, the gloomy and oppressive darkness all around seemed even colder and more terrifying.

Here is another world of his current heart.

While looking at the environment, the game thought.

so big……

No matter when, another world in his heart is so vast.

It used to be a huge labyrinth with no end in sight, but now it is a magnificent palace... Uh, no, it was a magnificent palace 3000 years ago, and it became an endless maze three years ago.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the gloomy, cold and oppressive atmosphere here, which always makes him a little afraid and uncomfortable in it.

The young prince, who had come to the world deep inside the Pharaoh's heart, stood where he was, and looked around in a daze.

Although he came here, he didn't know what to do next.

He took a few steps forward in a daze, and an inexplicable sense of incongruity made him stop.

There always seems to be something wrong...

The young Wangdi frowned, and walked a few steps aimlessly, his eyes wandering around unconsciously.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the shimmering water.

The water in the lotus pond is not clear, and it is slightly red, as if it has been dyed red by a blood-red liquid, which makes people feel a little cold when they look at it.It's just that at this moment, the game can't care so much anymore. He lay on the edge of the pool, staring at his own reflection in the water with wide eyes.

The big light purple eyes of the child reflected in the water blinked in confusion, making people feel distressed just looking at them watery.

He shook his head, and the immature and lovely head of the child reflected on the water surface tilted along with his movement.

He confirmed that it was indeed his face, but the person reflected in the water was obviously a child who didn't look more than ten years old!

He subconsciously looked at his hands, they were a pair of white and tender hands.

No wonder he felt a little awkward in his actions, it turned out that his whole body had shrunk to an appearance of almost a teenager.

Of course, it's just close, the current appearance is still somewhat different from his real appearance when he was a teenager, and he was definitely not like this when he was a child——

Someone came out of the darkness.

Under the Eye of Horus shining golden light under the moonlight, a boy with bright crimson pupils strode out from the darkness at the end of the corridor.

The white dagger shone coldly in his hand, and red blood stained the white blade.

He strode forward, his handsome light brown cheeks were stained with dried red and black blood even though he was young but could not find a hint of immaturity.

His whole body was stained with blood, and the cyan cloak, which was mostly dyed red, flew behind him.

"Brother Wang!"

At this time, the little Egyptian prince who looked no more than ten years old cried out eagerly.

The pharaoh who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes looked like a young boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, much smaller than the pharaoh in reality.But in this world of the heart, since he is getting younger, the other person should also be getting younger.

He believed that he would not mistake anyone.

The crimson pupils looked at him, as if they had noticed his presence.

The Egyptian prince was stunned.

The young king was staring at him at this time, and the red pupils were so cold that he could not see the slightest breath of human beings—it was just like when he first came to Egypt and met Atum at that time, the young pharaoh stared at him. His hard stare.

The sharp sword in Pharaoh's hand pierced his heart.

He couldn't dodge in time, and the sharp dagger cut a wound on his arm.And although he tried his best to dodge the sword, his body that was forced to dodge suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Brother Wang?!"

The young pharaoh did not respond to his little brother's call, and there was a naked killing intent in those crimson pupils.

He once again stabbed the little Wangdi who had fallen to the ground and had no time to dodge.

Resolute and decisive, without mercy.

"Another me—(Japanese)"

The sharp point of the sword stopped in mid-air a second before it was about to pierce the arm of the young king's brother subconsciously holding his head. The young pharaoh pondered for a moment and took the sword back.

"What did you call me just now?"

"yeah?"

Only then did the young king realize that he had just yelled out Japanese in a hurry. He looked at the young king who was staring at him coldly with some fear, and whispered: "...Brother Wang..."

"Not this sentence, use your side to say it once."

Although I don't quite understand what's going on, but it's better to be obedient at this time.

"Uh... another, another (Japanese)..."

"enough."

The young Pharaoh frowned, interrupted his brother, and the blood-stained sword disappeared out of thin air.

He touched the ground on one knee, bent down, and put his arms around his younger brother's small body, his crimson eyes stared at the wound stabbed by him on his younger brother's right arm.

"Does it hurt?"

he asked, seemingly annoyed.

"Brother Wang, you have become smaller..."

"How did you get in?"

"I'm not very clear either... I'm worried because Brother Wang has been in a coma, and then I accidentally touched a golden building block, and I'm here when I wake up."

"...The current situation, how much did Isis tell you?"

"I know it's [King Soul]'s problem."

"Very good, I don't have time to say more now. In short, that guy locked my consciousness in the world he created... It's that simple to find its real body in this world and kill it."

The young Pharaoh said it lightly, but judging from his blood-stained clothes, he knew how dangerous the situation was.

He paused, then continued.

"It chose the time when I ascended the throne three years ago. The people here are all false existences it created from my memory. I just thought you were fake too...Does the wound hurt?"

The little brother who had completely turned into a child huddled in his arms and shook his head obediently.

It turns out that, as the Pharaoh's [king soul], the cognition of the Egyptian cobra is and can only be what the pharaoh knows.

In order to smoothly counteract the pharaoh's soul, in this soul world based on the pharaoh's memory, the cobra put Atum in the most tragic environment in his memory - Mahat once said , the previous pharaoh died suddenly, and Yatum, who was less than fifteen years old, bloodily suppressed the riots in the palace before he ascended the throne.

What it fears most is the mighty will of the young pharaoh.

In Yatum's view, as the king's younger brother, he was only about ten years old a few years ago.

Therefore, he can only appear in the appearance of his younger brother in the pharaoh's imagination.

Well, he can understand that.

but……

The other me, even if you imagine me as a teenager to be shorter and smaller, I can bear it, but why in your imagination, when I was a child, I was no different from a loli? How can you say I am a boy, a boy ah!

"Why did Brother Wang recognize me?"

"This is based on my consciousness. I said that you, as the younger brother of the king of Egypt, must not use other languages."

"..."