I didn"t have a name. And no one was going to give me one. I was a tool to be used, not someone who deserved to have their own identity.
But there was nothing I could do about it. I was bonded to Ra in a way no one else was. As far as I knew, he wasn"t even aware that I had thoughts of my own. It probably wasn"t his fault. I didn’t have a conventional form, mostly because I didn"t dare to take one, I had no idea what would happen if I did.
So I just kept on existing. Doing what Ra said whenever he wanted to smite some humans who didn"t do as he commanded. It wasn"t something I ever enjoyed, and if I could get away with not doing it, then I would.
But crossing Ra was a bad idea. Nut and Geb had done it not long ago, and ended up cursed for their troubles. There were rumours he planned to
