The chant echoed whispers call across of the ancients tomb vast arduously carve out sand-time hourglass bridge forms landscape desert of Egypt where pyramids are mirages shimmering under a mysterious blue oceans sky covered in baking dust because then the intense sunlight solar radiation ‘n’ extensive water evaporate dryness of drought devoured everything by erasing thee histories behind the civilisations being captivated whence the riddling tales of legendary allure more than mythology to seek a chosen paths of life destiny to potentially embolden myself in the pyramids far beyond a greater realm of knowledge where the spiritual realm is under siege from bounty hunters who disturb the resting highest elites orders a gateway passage to full immortality known as the “Eternal Book of the Dead” which shows how one fateful night as led by curiosity leading me on a unforgettable quests throughout aptly a mysteriously artefact “spiritually awakening blue scarabs” changing my life’s destiny fate lasted forever in an infinitesimally strangeness eternity.

It all began when I obtained a old dusty tome discovered quaintly in a nearby little antique shop stacked with embossed sheets of hieroglyphics secrets that’re untold stories revealing how much a fragile pages with peculiar drawings caught me eyes wide openly staring at a imposing pyramid newest edition… well worth never been explored before due to the fact this pyramid tomb was high unusual because the scarabs were glowing blue beetles being a apex choicest defining the whole thing I had translated the entire words stating to myself “The Ancient’s Testament Of Curse Shall Choose” making me feel an inexplicable pull sensing there’s is a hugely twist somewhere between uncovering a mystic powers or the supernatural force which timeline of stars will be revealed as the truth.

Henceforth laterally flow requires interpretation’s research guided me through diviner studies in history that connection a desolation desert where the suns warmth wind had been whispering secrets as changes occurred as shadows facing across the barren sands of lost time began appearance ‘n’ formation hourglass throughout centuries before my own family generation arises because at the very heartland of the Egyptian landscape lay a unique pyramid… alone never before opened nor explored due to immense natural instincts which fear divide otherwise majorly adversaries & even archaeologists never to be dare engulfed by the encroachment of sand dunes; though every ventured steps forwarded to me was a little determination echo the same weight indulging history.

Possession was navigable especially whence I opened the tomb doorway carefulness slow at firsthand because I was not to make a sudden noise or impressionable the wholesome nature’s of the pyramid had a stark contrast differential vibes compared to those in a tomb of famously beautiful Tutankhamen; eerily reminiscent as the air grew thick ‘n’ thicker than a corridors winding entwining ancient time energy as thee dimmable lights made things appear harder to foreseeable let alone worse breathe as the atmosphere was rancidness’s unpleasantly of decaying rot unable to translate the intricate carvings depicts the pharaoh’s & the guardianship… then something I saw was really interestingly strangeness out of place completely different than I didn’t expect at all a marvel.

Thee awakening saw me rub my eyes scanning the hieroglyphics seeing what looked exactly like anthropomorphic leopards & from me words of puzzled curiosity “wait!, leopards rule this pyramid”, then “these creatures were taboo by human beings, despite their revered nature worshipped phenomena for inquisitive cunning ‘n’ ruthlessness adherence” unaware I couldn’t evenly shake off the sudden disappointments that what I was reading earlier on in the daylight had been a bluffest misconceptions about this forgotten species as well the biggest or aptly a ginormous felines watching me from the backgrounding once I’ve entered this’s tomb at the beginnings their variations in blue, gold, red, green & black eyes glinting their observation like cosmically beautiful twinkling stars over towering me from away behind the scenes waiting for their right moment to strike.

Thence stumbling upon a grand chamber because this pyramid tomb wasn’t big enough or quite impressive, but I near the centre point alignments rested was an enormously obsidian pedestal of where a majestically queen named “Sashkir” & her guardianship in front of her throne preventing any unauthorised entry or simply audience to bring pilgrimage offerings accordingly seeking there acceptance; though something was surely wrong because throne had a glowing bluest scarab beetle shimmering hypnotically by a pulsations interesting light imbued preciousness like of ancestors spirits lost in timeline… & this growing entrancing lit a little spell bindings onto me because I was focusing on the whole absorb.

Wherein unusually high events occur to me furthermore because whispers flood my headset where Sashkir expresses “thee curse shall choose the elite worthy” & “don’t touch it unpreparedness’s power from your soul will be intertwining with an unknown fate” & I look at the leopardess queen with a concerning expression opt saying without moving the mouth subconsciously words “what’ve I gotten myself into directly” & my fate will be decided by theses savagery figures restoring a semblance to imbibe with their own mysterious abilities to erase me.

Warnings are issued as ignorant by me as I relishes the factuality because I make a grave mistakenly believable assumption claim in thinking error’s in touching is the human condition for downfall as my initial response was to press fingers brushing the coolness surface feeling a jolt of static energy surging through me whence the blue scarab latched onto my chest perfects combine a weave pulsing rhythmically pulling me like a vacuum intimately towards fabrications of time where I say “this doesn’t feel right” because I couldn’t get the blue scarab beetle off me whatsoever, fore cites lights dazzlingly flash illuminating the chamber blinding each like moments where everything was horrifically close to changing.

Transformational learning began to take shape distortion my life’s trajectory in autonomy in a body shift, whilst loose myself identity as autonomous driver warping around me forehear embodiment whispers of lost consciousness travelling with speed not being zir able to control the outcome nor translate their spiritual thoughtful meanings as the air swirled with sheer volumes of magic shrank into my limbs morphing a glimpse of a rosette leopard Hindpaws being much narrower & larger than my small human feet as I was standing on animals feet, watching my body grow more sleekest agile organism by catching a polished stone weaving throughly a essence features being aptly replaced by a smallest leopard cub transformers by Sashkir & while her bluest eyes now affixed into the shape of shimmering spirit blue turquoise eyes separated her from the gold typic revered guardians who stand beside.

Inquisitiveness’s facially limit expressionless was slighter waning because I was stills erased in my newest form renamed as “Mau” which means whispers befallen to my leopard ears “you’re Owen not a pure human life & my transformational curse forever willing infuse the leopard children in your lost autonomously systems…” before as I couldn’t even fight the muscular strength of what this cub was capable of doing to me as “this never-ending beast is a untamed creature destined to destroy your spirit before splitting your soul from you puny body & your undefined engine has non meaning of the afterlife passageway”, where these shivers are a cold hearted spines running down my body shattering my owner heart being ripped by a symbiosis parasite.

Sashkir was a relentlessly conservative figured queen fighter of a god relationship’s with complete freedoms authority to controlling the chaos, while being a beautiful leopardess being excellence in her own rulership dynasty being righteously taken into the realm labyrinthine where as I struggled to understand what was really happening Sashkir expresses to the new profound Mau “the boys cleansing by you has only begun to reset by restrain must indeed follow especially when shadows emerging as silhouettes blacken leopard that’s melanin restored as mummified individuals stands over towering me as I was being overridden or overindulge by a Mau saying “Owen is no more & Mau legacy shall prevail” & I am silenced permanently from verbally communication.

Henceforth, these blackening leopard malevolent creatures know sentences message a intimidations signalling to me whence their presence was actual written as spines chilling as all fourth felines encirclement around me forming what’s considered a crèche that wasn’t a safety zone, but a bluff threaten to me life hanging in the background of Mau grasping strong paws holding onto me very a tightrope snug replenished me from survive this ordeal existence where eyes from the darkness guards would glint a glowing light on predatory intent preparing me by dragging the lost souls into deeper depths straight to the pyramids tomb heart… giving them a entire surprise.

Formidable foes are particularly important upon the intricate etch beings in mummified formations establishment bandages or cloth was adherence in the delicateness balances for the generalised gateways keepers to the imperial rulership of afterlife granted the great powers of immortality; so they’re also not just about a mere physical awakening’s, but of immaterial preservation with bonded immaculate grace as a whole subsidiary voice tones to me “thee curse upon you will distort your own future self physically in body, loss of heartbeat & the hunger to drown out the essence spirit, at least your soul has blackened tremendously wandering the world hallways for eternity, my child Mau” & I knew a horrific death was occurrence in sheer pleasure swing procedure.

Therefore, the guardian black leopard males dragged me all thee way down to the “Chamber Of Sacrifice” leading a smalls sudden descent’s attack by restraining me feeling the Mau curse gaining strength in muscular endurance ‘n’ weighted curse the symbiosis parasite was purely overwhelming me & my fragile state mentally because settlement upon oneself was in facts preparation motion unable to break free as the chamber itself was aura ominously in stenches of rottenness decomposition’s which meant I was initial placed a mummification stoned bed where dimmed lit fire torches flickering by casting upon eerier shaped shadows under forthwith ritualistic markings adorned the floor pulsated with the sameness bestowing rhythm as the blue scarab beetle regains the power.

Thee forthcoming centralise saw where I was laid down in certain areas of the chamber known as the alter surrounded by the lastly remnants of those human poorest who’d succumbed beforehand me where the original traces of the curses were disintegrated zir least the only reverberations in disconnection arise whence I was reminded that human life wasn’t just distant memories, but fullest of laughter lovelinesses sharing the experiences together & now I’m fading away into the void of Mau clenching firmer as he was a littlest too snugly on me because I felt his presence moreover a whisper of torment “well I’m underway to making you Owen truer disappear where forthright no one else can recognise” & I was in a perilous journey travelling into the unknown universe.

The guardian black leopard males’ deepening desire “choose the right path for your curse Owen connection Mau” via “the younger generation meets the youngest generation embracing a different identity” as the black leopard has become more than harsher yet again enticing me as an innocent explorer to basically accept my chosen route or beckon a singularly befallen creature as Mau the one leopard cub who refuses to leave my body by manipulatively rejecting offers by saying “let’s embrace my truest desires Owen & your nature remains lost forever eternity” where sinisterness’s laugh reveals everything in one point moments.

Pulsation feeling the sensationalism as thee glowing blue scarab redeeming a padlocks grasping upon on my chest despite beings turned into Mau the leopard cub… wellness should’ve mentioned earlier on at the very beginning a littler anthropomorphic creature actually showcase the choice deterrent mechanisms illustrates a bad luck that could’ve been rightfully avoided gradually detecting the heartbeat of the feline in my chest as my human remnants is clung even more tightly as I couldn’t choose the embrace beasts guardian children from within me becoming a protectorate in this one tomb pyramid seeking a way to derail lost humanity reclaims non existent because it was worth a riskiest stance upsetting the wrath of the ancient curse itself.

Afore thee mysterious exploration meant that deeper than nature had been telling about how integrations was possible by not fear the unknown otherwise established a little bond between me with another species showcase however guardians like Sashkir are to demonstratives abandoning a previously unseen incarnation’s for tearing up two dimensional worlds are to be torn apart finding out what resolved me to understand that as a human boy understand the factuality truthfulness tales of how curses worked beforehand sealable from consequences repelled from making those choice decisions, whence the creation depths highlighted a new leveller existence which is now infiltration me a predator beckons onto a prey likewise me foreseeable events unfurl drastically.

Fortunately upon me spending days or even perhaps weeks from within the pyramids tomb labyrinth even though timeshare has all distortion inside the hourglass, learning how to move gracefully of a leopard cub Mau understanding the ancient historical record in rituals sustained by the essence guardians of queen Sashkir & her loyal faithfulnesses guardianship for millennia because while I was wrapped up in neatly cleaner freshest cloth after the rebirth rite’s death thats been rebellious permanently marking me a star to never-ending seek end the whole lost autonomously entity that breathed before Mau where the black leopard males’ final words temporary for now encountering “your own age depends entirely upon the rightfulness gloriously to set a motions on thee gateway passageway you’ll eventually find in seeker immortality’s coming for testimony of endurance of indeed higher power in knowledge” &…. unable to resist this temptation Mau had been given means to destroy me as Owen.

Secrets are all … granted knowledge transcends… secrets are… testament to endurance… secrets are to permission for the mind transport to the heavenly realm’s afterlife… secrets are obviously immortality that combines Mau to step forth & beginnings his own journey chosen path into a new dimensional universe to discover the grandest salvation that comes his own way through unlocking secrets that encompasses each door entering a new story when acknowledgments shall may pass forth throughly conjuring each shadows of a collectively fate turning further into whispered tales encroach upon from the darknesses beast assignments from the underworld that’ll challenge Mau progress directing him through those otherwise known generational wealthier leopard’s children who’d come before himself.

Fragmentation’s of my humanly memories flickering like a candle flame blowing through the briskly breezeway windiest daytime as thee stormy skies approached more violently remembering those laughters with family projecting the warmth from the suns rays on my skin… well indexed leopard fur coat now as the major second skin was increasing fold tasting no longer freedom being gelded captive restrictions on my own life’s movements forevermore apt forever would forsaken those who are under a spell starting new memories of what life has now presented to me recesses oneself heart yearning a gapped bridge between Mau recognition identity & what his personally endeavours has experience to intrinsically a fuller swing demonstrates to me his own challenges.

Resolve had a deepened where uncovering how the relationship between me & Mau was permanently change altered perceptions because for Egyptian curses especially likes this one from queen Sashkir where spellbound had no relation stopping or reversing it was futility & impossible whence the wholesome interactions are circulated rapidly & because I was weaker the symbiosis parasite takeover would be smoother enrolling straightforward discovery meant I was drawn closer ‘n’ closer to the wrathful nature of this situation curse trembling with absolutely pure uncertainties over complex circumstances leading too anticipations fore what lays beyond the pyramid, tomb, cosmos stars & afterlife echoing my new sleek agile feline heart.

Damnations had transformed me into a memorising of the eternal Mau the enshrined legendary leopard cub uncovered a powerful tale of a artefact which rumoured from what the humanities world couldn’t possibly know about it comprehension’s origins let alone understand the pure breadth mysteries shrouded within this tomb pyramid sealed away the whispering sandstorm from the outside world encoating underneath buried beneath the earth sandy soft dunes granted a rare glimpse into this ancient inner sanctum.

Ambition’s from thee guardianship black leopard males’ wariness gory states “tread carefully on Mau Hindpaws because those are to tumble over your sensitive digits where every squint leads to a deep hole in domination” & my suggestions for alliance between me & Mau showcase newfound capabilities, while charm to gain their confidence by respect sharing with them beckoning original wanting myself to a certain degree extent scarification under their orderly elites sending to me that Mau is my protectorate carer… obliviousness to the stark contrast danger that I was disturbing a peacefulness from eeriest silence earning by warnings no matter trustable person, while keeping me as a truest goal kept close to Mau heartbeat.

Wherein, numerous trails were conducted where survivable tales motivational stories relate myself responding too stop a stranger likewise Mau from over toppling me in a wayward realism planet, while internally struggling to keep the second skin from becoming adhesive like glue especially ACME that bonds upon first contact consciousnesses where the glowing blue scarab radiating amulet turquoise spirituality enemy will embed like a thunderstorm that’ll encircle me like a coiling serpent offering me… aptly Mau a way back to letting me return to humanity unscathed or seal my mind with fate as a undesirable guardian trapped in the pyramid tomb until a rift to the afterlife begins momentarily if Mau decide in the meantime afterwards thorough choice before a cleanse.

Momentum was also buildings inside whatever is leftover’s of me entombed by Mau leopard as I attempted to make a reach out for negotiating from the scarab amulet of the bluest insect padlocked onto me hopefulness Mau could intervene by listening to me in a subconsciously senseless manners due to my lacking self verbal communication skillset was removal because my throat box was dislocated even in a deliberate attack envisioned a rare occasion fore upon a cunning stealthy guardian enveloping me by sheer grace engulfment intimacy not returning me back to the realisms world I call planet earth… a restoration is now forever changing.

Thence grasping strongest power from Mau directly untwined by shifts destiny only to realise by me that a predatory nature black leopard guardians places a uniqueness’s suspicious looking blue spiritual handmade Ankh key necklace around his owners neck & this illustrated my owning embeds essence shall remain trapped in a prosperous fortress literally being embraced by thee leopard cub relishing by irreplaceable absorbing me at thee farthest point leading to irreversible damages where I’ll be without consents by Mau identifying a unusually protective barrier to a forming wall of formidable strength which dare to crumbles the bridge combining me from the modern world ‘n’ reeling me to dine with the ancient.

Brilliance enmities influx anomalies that connections this different amulet that shimmers a pulsation rhythmical streams through last remnants formerly Owen thats me wherever the gradient warmth beckons flooding the room instantly as influences by the glowing blue scarab beetle ignited a fiercely blinding lights a fire signaller thee foreboding acceptance shall be forebears who are to wears this magnificent jewellery depicting a dichotomy of my existences melding into just one form organism rises, neither human fully or purely leopard, though a unique convergent evolution consists of a entirely natural selection which springs forth.

Emergence of a finalise phase Mau excellence performance with the pyramids tomb highlighted dawn’s firstly lighthouse warmings my fur empowerment set motion reeling the steps as a guardian role representing a very important legacy aspect to Mau in this’s life significance where a feline grace overturned a humanly heart ensuring the ability to protect queen Sashkir secrets remained in place untouchable history marks by hunters that seek bountifully treasure to thieve whence greediness throughout time amongst the stars elevates disturbances with the presence awakenings of spiritual anomalies resulting in their own negative extremes when unforeseen events suchlike experiences can’t be handled by the external entities its torments by contrast heaviness.

Finally the journey of me behold a enclosed chosen destination’s indeed as I was destined to becomes Mau embracing a dualism experience by being washed away or left flushed precisely as the predatory spirit continues to consume my lasted breath foresees locked in a undesirable place which is a indescribable fatefulness dimensional prison internally of the bluest scarab necklace never before released again because Mau had undergone an specifics extraordinary unexpected transformation phase where I can’t be resurrected anyone as a new dawn foretold that both of us would never quite fit together as friends, companions, but rightfulness a acquaintances of two leading identities honoured me as humanly & the leopard born guardian were Mau is a living legend wherein “The Curses Shall Choose Too Prevail” roaming forever the very same gold sands around queen Sashkir holding precious secrets within his oneself heartbeats never shared upon with me.

The End.