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Tristan, un scientifique grec, est envoyé à Thèbes pour approfondir ses recherches. Officiellement, il étudie l'alchimie égyptienne. En secret, il traque l'élixir d'Osiris, un pouvoir interdit capable de soumettre la vie et la mort.
Mais dans l'ombre des temples interdits, un guerrier aux origines troubles veille sur ce secret. Il n'est pas seulement un obstacle : il est une menace. Plus Tristan s'approche de la vérité, plus l'emprise de cet homme se resserre, le poussant sur une voie dont il pourrait ne jamais revenir. Ce guerrier n'est il qu'une simple légende ou bien plus proche d'Osiris que le jeune grec n'ose imaginer ?
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