Forget everything you think you know about the Egyptian Deities…you know nothing. The ancient humans tried to record things, but they were human. The gods and their relationships were beyond their understanding.
So, I write this in secret. I must write covertly, there are those that do not wish my story told and I must protect myself from a very different god. A god that speaks of peace, but one who would destroy me, change me and make me a mechanical worshiper to feed his glory. This is my story. I am the mortal heir to the soul of Bastet.

