A little bit of introspection on Shaadi's behalf. After all, we know very little about him from canon. Just my silly little thoughts of what he might've felt…
3000 years. It's a long time. A long time to live, long time to die, long time to be reborn. A long time to serve what I cannot see. A long time to protect a man I've never met.
3000 years I've spent searching for and protecting the items. 3000 years I've spent dealing with powers I do not completely understand. 3000 years I've spent with only my shadow walking beside me on this lonely road of the ages.
Over the eons, I've become, to some, an enigma. I like to think myself as such. But I am merely a lonely man; a lonely man caught up in the complex destiny beyond my control.
I had a wife and family once. I had been a part of the line dedicated to the protection of the pharaoh and the items. But when he was sealed, I was forced to take up two of the cursed pieces of gold while the rest were scattered throughout the world. I had to leave everything I knew.
Throughout time, man has desired immortality and long life, yet he has no comprehension of what an un-ending life brings. The man who continues living will always see his loved ones leave this world while he remains. The everlasting man will never have a home of family. The eternal man cannot know love.
This I have discovered, and that may be why I decided to attack the chosen one. When I met him and discovered that he had solved the unsolvable, I believed it all a dream. But I never slept. And after 3000 years of waiting for my death, I had lost hope in ever returning to my family. So I set out to test the young one; uncover whether he was the one to begin the spiral of fate that would either bring the world's end or allow me to complete my task. Either way, I knew that soon, I'd be able to leave this world at last.
3000 years is far too long to die.
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