The Scenic Route. [Mission//Solo]

Across the desolate expanse where sand dunes would tower across the unforgiving deserts, a single silhouette would tread slowly through the golden terrain. Black hair would flicker with the slow soothing winds whilst gray hued lenses would pan across the horizon in search of his destination. Slowly closing his eyes, but not completely, just enough to in fact squint to the point where long distance focus was more easier came into power. Within the distance a lone black pyramid would tower from sands, a smirk would widen across the Heliohapt Prince's face. It was finally time to revisit the past. Only vague memories would allow Xylo to know what the Black Pyramid looked like. But just as it's name, it was simply a gigantic black pyramid that's size would frighten most, only for the basic knowledge to be it was a giant cemetery.

Continuing his path toward the black pyramid, it would only take a few minutes for the black haired prince to finally reach his destination. Gazing up upon the brightest wonder of Heliohapt, he could help but watch in awe and take in the location and embrace this great landmark. He truly adored Heliohapt, and his adoration for the pyramid only showed this with more raw emotion. With his smirk now widening to a wide grin, he would begin to walk through the entrance of the black pyramid before locating a lone wall which would stand next to an empty counter. Walking up toward the wall, he would lean against the wall allowing it's chilling breath to press against his warm back. Just feeling the cold even through his hoodie, it was unusual, especially for the fact that the Black Pyramid was situated within a desert.

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It wouldn't take long for his tour guide to reach the front counter, as black hued lenses would lock on the Heliohapt prince. The tour guide would waste no time in early trivialities and escort Xylo through the Black Pyramid. "Yes. This is where each Pharaoh is buried. And who knows, maybe you some day too Xylo, son of Ramses Massri." A smile would widen on the tour guides face which was quite odd as it had no relevance to the situation at hand. However Xylo had no interest in dying, let alone being buried in this forsaken tomb. To be quite honest he was eagerly pissed at the tour guide for reminding him he was the son of Ramses. Someone Xylo despised and hated.

But he had an adoration for the Black Pyramid, sure he never wanted to be buried here… but he enjoyed it's cold presence. It was mysterious, and didn't fit in well with the fellow citizens of Heliohapt. But Xylo would continue his path  through the dark corridors looking at the plaques and statues in honour of the past pharaohs. His fingers would slide against the chilling marble allowing his bones to flinch in fear. It had seemed even in their death, the pharaohs were to be feared. Having enough of the tour, the young Heliohapt prince would wave at his tour guide to lead him out. And with a single gesture in reply, Xylo would be escorted out the building.

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Wordcount: 254 (551/500 words)