Once there was a pharaoh with very tiny nostrils. He'd squeeze through in a high-pitch tone when having a conversation or crumbling at his midday stew.
Apart from that he loved his alien panties, but who cares, back then it was a trend. Despite the aliens refuse they ruined the Egyptian fashion.
So, this pharaoh had whiskers also. When he sneezed, they quivered with a screechy metallic tone. His partner used that trick to get some sack scratching, until vanished – to a pharaoh less sneezy one.
Mosquitonkhamun, as fellow slaves called the buzzer of our story, was a very thin, almost a matchstick, supernatural being. By supernatural meaning – he was totally out of this world, or at least the whole Ancient Egypt simulation.
Thence, when an alien ship of different fashion (yet unseen by the Egyptians) flew by on the annual occasion of casually hitting the tops off the pyramids, Mosquitonkhamun was thrilled by the looks and the gestures, moreover – the tones of what these new spaced out mosquito-likes made.
And they loved his moustache, well, the whiskers. So, according to some astro-guy, there was a huge something in space that day, and that other kind of aliens were really into the celebration!
So the orgy was held. Them, and our high-pitched thin pharaoh guy. Relentlessly blowing the steam through his nostrils.
Now, this is how mosquitoes came on Earth.
At least, add it to your theories.
And have a go at our mindshaping thrill mosquito tones (distinctly live recorded for the narrative).
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