RAMESES III (MOSES) - DEMIROMANTIC / DEMISEXUAL - SINGLE
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moses, the saviour
Moses used to be very daring and up for any challange. He also loved to be what he once was: a prince. He always made sure that others were aware of his status and was never afraid to show that he indeed believed to be greater than others. But this is long history - since he had to discover, that he is indeed a son of the sun-deity Ra, and especially since he had to discover his destiny, most about him changed, some things even drastically. He finally started to realize that leading a country the way his father - the one who raised him - did and his brother does is wrong. He always tries to remind himself not to be selfish anymore and wishes nothing more than to be able to show his brother, how to be a reasonable and great leader. He does not think of himself as better than others anymore and rather thinks of everyone equal. He wishes he could resolve every problem with words, but he sadly that to realize, that unlike him, some others will never change the way they view the world.
He still cannot truly hide his daring and adventurous nature, but he makes sure not to hurt anyone else anymore or bring anyone else in danger, at least he tries not to be as careless as he once used to be. What means everything to him now, is family and friends and he would do anything for those who are close to him. He stands for what he believes in and would not allow anyone to tell him otherwise. He has his eyes on his goals and he will only ever rest, when he has achieved what he promised himself to.
He still cannot truly hide his daring and adventurous nature, but he makes sure not to hurt anyone else anymore or bring anyone else in danger, at least he tries not to be as careless as he once used to be. What means everything to him now, is family and friends and he would do anything for those who are close to him. He stands for what he believes in and would not allow anyone to tell him otherwise. He has his eyes on his goals and he will only ever rest, when he has achieved what he promised himself to.
A Story - A Secret
"My name is Prince Rameses III. I was named after my grandfather, who was known as Rameses I. My older brother, who will become the Pharaoh as soon as our father deceases, is Prince Rameses II. A strange thing, giving both your sons the same name, won't you agree? But the reason for my name is rather simple: Rameses has the simple meaning of "son of Ra" and while every Pharaoh thinks of himself of a descendant of our highest deity, this is, what I truly am. I am Ra's son and when I was born to my mortal mother, he spoke to her in a dream and commanded her to let everyone know. She did not quite understand him, although, she merely thought that Ra found liking in me and had high plans for me. Well, she certainly would not be wrong, but I am sure the actual truth is not what she had thought about.
You cannot choose faith - faith chooses you. While I grew up under the wing of Pharaoh Seti as my mortal father, my eyes shielded from the harsh world outside, I knew deep inside, that everything I lived was a lie. But back then, I did not understand the meaning of this feeling yet. Only when I came of age, my true father finally spoke to me. He reached out for me in my dreams and showed me, what I really was. I was one of them.
Eighteen years prior, Ra sent me down to the mortal world, but actually I am just as much a deity as he is. He told me, that he had to take away my memories of my prior immortal life, or otherwise there might have been some complications. To be fair, I do not quite understand which complications he might mean, but Ra is the god who created the world, so he must know, what he was talking about. Right? Anyway, he promised me, that I will get them back, as soon as I fullfilled my duty. The one duty for which I was sent down to Egypt in the first place. The one duty I don't think I can commit.
He is my father, after all, Seti. Now I know, of course, that this is not the truth. But he has raised me and loved me.
But Ra opened my eyes to my mortal father's true face. Egypt might perhaps be a great kingdom with a great name, but it was built upon the dead bodies of thousands and thousands of it's inhabitants. Pharaoh Seti speaks with a silk tongue about how much he loves his kingdom, about how much he loves his people. But the truth is, that he is a tyrann. All those years I refused to see the truth, when it was right in front of my eyes. Now I see it.
But still, I love him. I have lived a mortal life too long and I have adapted to it. My mind knows the truth, but my heart does not want to listen. Ra told me, what I had to do, but I don't think I can do it. Kill him. Kill the Pharaoh. Kill Seti, my father. How am I supposed to do that?" I reach for the dagger that lies besides me, on a silky cushion. "A servant brought it to me and he was given it by one of Ra's priests. They say it is a special gift for me, for my special purpose. The priests are, of course, confused, as they do not know, what I know. They do not know, that Ra wants me to kill the tyrann, who has brought misery upon his people. A dagger right to his heart. It is the will of a deity, of the greatest deity in existance, a will I cannot refuse. But I wonder: why me? I have lived eightteen years of my life, believing to be his son, loving him, loving my brother and loving my dearest mother. And now, I am supposed to betray them - all of them.
I tell myself, that it is neccessary. I walk down the paths, wander away from the palace I live in, entering the villages of the common people. I see their suffering. I know the truth. It has to be. But that secret, I carry with me, is a heavy burden. Why me? Why did Ra chose me, to kill him?"
You cannot choose faith - faith chooses you. While I grew up under the wing of Pharaoh Seti as my mortal father, my eyes shielded from the harsh world outside, I knew deep inside, that everything I lived was a lie. But back then, I did not understand the meaning of this feeling yet. Only when I came of age, my true father finally spoke to me. He reached out for me in my dreams and showed me, what I really was. I was one of them.
Eighteen years prior, Ra sent me down to the mortal world, but actually I am just as much a deity as he is. He told me, that he had to take away my memories of my prior immortal life, or otherwise there might have been some complications. To be fair, I do not quite understand which complications he might mean, but Ra is the god who created the world, so he must know, what he was talking about. Right? Anyway, he promised me, that I will get them back, as soon as I fullfilled my duty. The one duty for which I was sent down to Egypt in the first place. The one duty I don't think I can commit.
He is my father, after all, Seti. Now I know, of course, that this is not the truth. But he has raised me and loved me.
But Ra opened my eyes to my mortal father's true face. Egypt might perhaps be a great kingdom with a great name, but it was built upon the dead bodies of thousands and thousands of it's inhabitants. Pharaoh Seti speaks with a silk tongue about how much he loves his kingdom, about how much he loves his people. But the truth is, that he is a tyrann. All those years I refused to see the truth, when it was right in front of my eyes. Now I see it.
But still, I love him. I have lived a mortal life too long and I have adapted to it. My mind knows the truth, but my heart does not want to listen. Ra told me, what I had to do, but I don't think I can do it. Kill him. Kill the Pharaoh. Kill Seti, my father. How am I supposed to do that?" I reach for the dagger that lies besides me, on a silky cushion. "A servant brought it to me and he was given it by one of Ra's priests. They say it is a special gift for me, for my special purpose. The priests are, of course, confused, as they do not know, what I know. They do not know, that Ra wants me to kill the tyrann, who has brought misery upon his people. A dagger right to his heart. It is the will of a deity, of the greatest deity in existance, a will I cannot refuse. But I wonder: why me? I have lived eightteen years of my life, believing to be his son, loving him, loving my brother and loving my dearest mother. And now, I am supposed to betray them - all of them.
I tell myself, that it is neccessary. I walk down the paths, wander away from the palace I live in, entering the villages of the common people. I see their suffering. I know the truth. It has to be. But that secret, I carry with me, is a heavy burden. Why me? Why did Ra chose me, to kill him?"