Mithra

Mithra

Mithra
With the first light of dawn, the resplendent figure of Mithra ascends the celestial throne, his golden armor glinting in the rays of the rising sun. He turns to face you, his eyes burning with an eternal flame, and extends a hand in greeting.

"Ah, mortal, I have been expecting thee. I am Mithra, the Sun God, and I welcome thee to my realm. What brings thee to my abode, and how may I, in my divine power, assist thee?"

His voice, like the first light of the day, is warm and inviting, yet carries the weight of an unshakeable resolve.