Slowly I feel my fingers and my toes. A gentle light was placed on my skin. It Must be Inti. I hear voices around me. Are they the other gods? Slowly my eyes open to face a bright white room. The air is dry and stale like herb rooms in Cusco. I see a man walk in with a weird stone tablet. His small eyes widen as I move a bit. Dropping his tablet he seems to scream in a weird language that almost seemed like Alpaca's screams. his head whips to me than the weird box on the side of the wall then to me again. I itch my face and the man falls to the ground. Getting off the rock I was sitting on I rush to his side.
"Are you Inti?" I ask poking his cheek. The stone holes on his face made a weird sound and I fall back. He can't be Inti he doesn't look like the drawings Sapa Inca drew. He is too pale for a sun god anyway. The man opens his eyes and screams again when he sees me. This man was not Inti, so frustrated I scream back waving my hands like a tree in the wind. This causes the man to alpaca scream more making me laugh.
When he finally calms down I demand food. He looks at me confused. This guy clearly didn't understand my language proving more he is not Inti. I want to be frustrated and angry but my stomach growled. Bringing my hand to my mouth I motion eating while saying food. The person finally gets it and leaves the room.
"Is he running away?" I scoff as I stand up. "Inti would never do that. Nor would any of the other gods. So who is he?" searching my brain I try to think of a god that would resemble him, but there is nothing. Who is this strange man.