Our small, fragile souls are not meant to exist forever. I struggle to impress this upon young Miresis. He thinks that the gods must strengthen our souls to help us bear our eternal lives. He says anything less would be cruel. \n\nWhere did he get such a strange notion? The gods enforce order and hold chaos at bay. Who claimed they had to show mercy? \n\n-Pshereamun

From Pshereamun's Writings

The Problem of Suffering

Being Lost is no curse. It is the natural end of our existence. \n\nWe accumulate so many dark deeds over the centuries. Eventually, even the most virtuous succumb to evil. When we stand before Anubis, our hearts weigh heavy. \n\nThen Ammit devours our souls, but our bodies return as hollow shells. Perhaps she has developed a taste for those trapped here. Perhaps our souls, weighed down by centuries of life and suffering, are her preferred sustenance. \n\n-Pshereamun

The Natural Order

The sandswept and sunscorched desert in the West, and the last known home of the Ancients

Ammit's Hunger Chapter - NWGuide Database of Lore

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