#anyway I adore the notion of nathaniel having to really survive and forge himself into a warrior as rama tut

[timeconqueror]

The peace between realities... erupted into all-out war, each variant fighting to preserve their universe and annihilate the others.

He remembers the fire, the desperation, the aching in his muscles as he threw himself into the Time Sphere as everything crumbled around him. Nathaniel Richards was a scientist, not any of these 'Kang's that descended upon his world.

The explosion nearly blinded him as he punched in the coordinates, anywhere, anywhen was preferable to the carnage he was in.

And so, he fell, across time, across space; gone were the wonders of the 31st century, the advancements, the buildings that threatened to piece the sky; replaced instead with antiquity, the endless dunes of history.

He was weak, then, washed ashore on the banks of the Nile, possessing naught but his intellect and the torn clothes on his back. He would be found by some travelling merchants, whom he would travel the sands with; learn the ways of the times, the means of keeping himself from harm. He would not be known as Nathaniel, then, no. He would have a new name, one bestowed upon him by those who witnessed his arrival, wreathed in golden flame as he crashed upon the Nile.

The Visitor from Beyond the Sun.

Rama-Tut.

Perhaps Nathaniel Richards could not save himself; perhaps he was too weak, too innocent. Perhaps the fires of Egypt could forge him anew. Rama-Tut, rising up from the ashes of Nathaniel's lost future. If he could survive there, in those ancient times with only his wits and what little technology he still possessed, then he would be able to survive anything. He could repair his ship, travel back in time, get back what was taken from him.

Perhaps, one day, the conquered would become the conqueror.