Egypt
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In Florence, Thoth sketched beside Leonardo da Vinci, the air thick with ink and ambition. “The tablet’s not of Earth,” Thoth said, tracing its edges. “The Greys brought it—meddlers from beyond.” Leonardo’s brow furrowed. “Aliens?”A craft hummed overhead, its light blinding. Greys emerged, their spindly hands seizing the tablet. Thoth fought—a whirlwind of feathers and Read more
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In Camelot’s mist-shrouded forests, Thoth met Merlin, his staff aglow, a dragon’s scales glinting behind him. “The tablet’s gone again,” Merlin said, his voice weary. “Stolen by shadows.”Thoth’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll take it back.” They ventured deep—past wyverns spitting flame, through faerie glades where time twisted. Arthur joined, Excalibur blazing, his knights a steel-clad tide. Read more
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In Uruk’s mud-brick sprawl, Thoth found Gilgamesh, his frame a mountain of muscle, his eyes weary from endless quests. Enkidu, wild and loyal, sat beside him, their table strewn with clay cups and spilled beer. “What’s that green stone?” Gilgamesh asked, his voice rough with curiosity. “Immortality,” Thoth said, meeting his gaze. “A gift for Read more
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Before the Earth coalesced, in the roiling abyss of pre-creation, Thoth emerged—not from womb or clay, but from the raw intellect of the void. His ibis head gleamed under starless skies, his eyes twin lanterns of thought. Beside him stood Anu, the Babylonian sky god, his presence vast as the unformed heavens, his beard a Read more
Dany Slone 