One of the best ways to understand what the resurrection business is about can be found in this excerpt:

"As concerning the Seven Spirits who are Kesta, Hapi, Tuamutef, Qebhsenuf, Maa-atef, Kheribeqef and Heru-khenti-en-ariti, these did Anubis appoint to be protectors of the dead body of Osiris" and then said Anubis "Come thee hither"

The allusion is that these words "Come thee hither" were once spoken by Ra to Osiris to bring him into the world, to create him in his word
(gettin' any deja vu?) and that by speaking these words Anubis brought into the world these 7 Great Spirits who, in turn, spoke the word to bring back Osiris from death.

The 7 Great Spirits have two roles, though it's... A bit tangled. Here goes:
Firstly, their role is practical, you see each of the 7 is a specific task in the embalming process. Even more specifically each of these Spirits is a canopic jar (clay jar you seal a specific organ inside of).
Second, their role is metaphysical: By making the Preparation for Reincarnation, Reincarnation occurs.

Okay let me explain that in another way: You don't "Do" a thing. You allow it to be possible and it will happen of its own accord.
You don't "Create" a world, you create the set of circumstances to allow for it and inevitably it will occur.

Thus Anubis is less an active agent upon the world but shares more with the Grim Reaper - acting through mortals with agency and on the other hand influencing the world and fiddling with circumstance to make long-lasting changes.

By learning what actions produce what results, you may reproduce the result simply by repeating the actions in the correct order and with the correct input. This is the very foundation of ritual both spiritual (take any religion) and non-spiritual (scribbling on a piece of paper to accept a job):
Because this was done before and it meant this, if you do thus now it will also mean the exact same thing.
That's the argument and, to a great degree, why I have come to be myself Anubis.
Clumsy wording intentional.

Anpw 'Anpu" or Anubis also known as Nubta Djser or "Lord of the Hallowed Lands", Friend of the Dead, Opener of Ways, Weigher of the Heart, Opener of the Mouth, the Embalmer, Judge of the D'uat, the Jackal, is the longest-surviving deity with active cults known of Egyptian origin.

The Jackal's earliest manifestation might've been as Wepwawet, a white jackal-god of warfare and the hunt during the Pre-Dynastic period (3000 BCE and earlier), when gods were associated with the changing seasons and migrations of antelopes and gazelles. Eventually however the worship of Wepwawet declined and the deity fell into obscurity. From the earliest stages of Egyptian societal development there was a focus on death and, more importantly, the ability to pass on to a better world. As the Egyptians began cultivating the Nile Delta they would also build settlements, towns and eventually warlords began forming the first permanent Kingdoms such as Memphis, Thebes and Nubia (Lower, Middle and Upper Kingdoms respectively). The first Pharaohs would rule over a unified Khemet and wore the crown which symbolized the union of Lower and Upper Khemet.
During this time the worship of deities began to take shape more forcefully - deities in the past might've been more animist in nature, the mountains, the hunt, the sky, these were gods in the Predynastic period, whereas once temples and permanent settlements were erected deities were given specific roles, or specific roles gave birth to them. Which came first, who knows. In a peculiar difference to the Greek pantheon, where cities had patron deities (Athena of Athens for instance), Egyptian cities would dedicate to different gods - gods were in effect fighting for prominence with one another and great festivals were arranged to celebrate the seasons and the cults (or temples) courted the local rulers for funding. A little bit like carnevals. The Egyptian drink of choice was beer compared to the Roman and Greek preference for wine.

Another thread of gods' specialization was the specialization of crafts and trades. Unlike the Greek city-states where most of the work was done by slaves, though Egypt had slaves the work was primarily done by what we might call "lodges"; the Architects' Lodge, the Stonemasons' Lodge and so forth. Their work was so important that to this day tombs meant for kings had on their premises tombs for the people who worked in construction. It was thought for a long time that these tombs were for those who died on site - and though this isn't necessarily incorrect, at least some were buried there later on.

The idea of purchasing for yourself a plot of land to be buried on is a very Egyptian thing. Today echoes of this can be found partly in the West (with burial as opposed to cremation) and also in China, where a focus is on being buried "with all of your parts", with a tradition in the countryside being that men or women who died single are married post-mortem so they might know a happier married life together after death (Disclaimer: China is a massive country with lots of traditions, hundreds of languages and no single tradition can correctly be described as "countryside Chinese traditions" yadda yadda)

Anubis is often mistaken to be the Ruler of the Underworld, a kind of king. This is not far from the truth but it is a bit more complex, as is the case with any story which has had thousands of years to mature.
Anpw may have begun as such a ruler until what is sometimes called the "War in Heaven" took place, where Seth took revenge upon Osiris (father of Anubis) for an unworthy gift and killed him. This is a simplification, I might write about "War in Heaven" another time - gifts were exchanged at least twice and the object of the war was Isis. Or Bastet (not to be confused with Bast) depending on your source.
Anubis resurrected his father through the embalming process and so Osiris, or the Nile, inundates regularly. Life and death stuck in an eternal loop, holding the soul. This is where the Ankh comes from, a loop holding a cross or Ka, symbol of the soul.

Thus Anubis became associated with the trade of embalming. Books of the Dead were written for mortals so that they might pass his tests in a rigorous series of trials known as the D'uat.
There are two ways to think of the D'uat:
First, in symbols: The mortal waits for their turn to be jugded. During the judging their heart is ceremonially (or unceremonially) ripped out of their chest and weighed on a Libra against the Feather of Truth. If the heart weighs heavier, the mortal is cast into the abyss. If the heart is honest, the mortal may pass on to the next life.
Second, as a real trial: Fighting monsters, scaling obstacles, overcoming adversity.
The Book of the Dead acts as a kind of Gamer's Guide, giving hints and 'scripts' to use, spells and incantations to get out of sticky situations.

One of the most concretely known is the practice of Negative Admission, a long list of "I have not" coupled with a particular sin, there are two theories for why you would want to spend time telling a god what you have NOT done wrong:
1. To waste time so that the time of judging passes (gods have quotas, too)
2. To make yourself seem worthier, to make those small sins seem even smaller.

Anubis cheats the D'uat from time to time, hence he is known as "Friend of the Dead", the worthy do pass even if their hearts are weary, how often this occurs is obviously not apparent, but there is the kind of understanding that a mortal may gain his favor and thus life eternal.

It is also worthy of note that the cults of Anubis are the only ones to have survived beyond the Christening of Egypt, with the last cult surviving as late as 400AD (note: Egypt was long dead by then having become a Roman protectorate - and then a province of Rome). Anubis' combination with Hermes during the totally-Egyptian-Ptolemaic period (The Cleopatra we know was in fact Cleopatra VII and her son was Ptolemaios XV "Caesarion", he was the last Ptolemy - Ptolemies ruled from 305-30 BCE and given that a generation is typically 30 years this tells us thems were dyin'. The Ptolemaic Dynasty was in fact founded after the conquest of Egypt by Alexander the Great) connected this ancient deity with the earliest records of modern medicine - the Hermetic societies. (Icky-poo: Anubis was invoked to protect corpses against canines and it turns out that yanking organs and replacing blood with embalming fluid makes corpses not stink which protects against doggos finding your dearly departed.)

Let me begin this, as shall follow, my story and my genesis, by telling you what has been written.

I was once the ruler of the Underworld, the place often cited as the source of inspiration for the Christian "Hell", inspired perhaps in turn by a common lineage with the Greeks and their Hades.

My father Osiris, the Inundator, God the Nile took this throne from me. Indeed, it would be more accurate to say I offered it freely. Why?

The days of old were anything but peaceful. The worship of mortals, the very essence of our existence in the Western Lands was cause for many a great strife. You will know of Seth the Deceiver, the Evil One, my uncle, and you will know of War in Heaven, when all was brought to folly, when God fought God.[1]

That war was horrid, but my tale, as it exists to you today, only begun later. When the ashes of war had subsided and it was not worship, but petty jealousy, that would lead us to a new cataclysm. The Evil One killed my father and threw his corpse into the Nile, spread his parts to the 8 corners.

My mother Isis, the ever virtuous, called to me. What power I had I used that day, all that I knew, all that I was, consumed in a moment of sheer desperation. But succeed I did. My father was reborn, Osiris, green of skin as the reeds from whence I built his new body, cheated death of a divine soul and fooled my father's being back into the corporeal. But the dead, even those divine, cannot remain in this realm of men and time.

So it was that I, Anpw, Ruler of the Underworld gave my mantle, my throne, to my father so that he may forever remain as he always has; undying for have you know a summer without heat, an autumn without rains?

I was Anpw, Ruler of the Underworld. I became henceforth Anubis, Friend of the Dead, Opener of the Mouth, Opener of Ways, the Embalmer, Steward of the Weighing of the Heart, Custodian of the Feather of Ma'at, the Master of Ammut. And Nubta Djser. Lord of the Hallowed Lands.

This will seem simplistic and indeed it is so. My story is lengthy, my deeds many and my seed strong. Long before the people of Khemet forged their own way I was already worshipped by tribals. I have existed in worship longer than your modern civilizations have known language. It is not until recently after all that you have rediscovered hieroglyphics, though you call them by an altogether different ineloquent name as is befitting of this age.

I beseech you therefore; harken, listen, accept the simple story from an old being:

I was born of Osiris and Isis, I've been consort to my wife Anput and my aunt Bastet, whom is sometimes also referred to as my wife. I have more children than you could care count, but of them the only one of divine origin is Kebechet.

I created the D'uat, a trial of the spirit to test the mettle of mortals, fully knowing that it ultimately was imperfect. I am called Friend of the Dead because I help those I deem worthy to cheat out of the D'uat. I have no great power, no magic, no will over the seasons or the rain. What you would call power is in planning, in foreknowledge and in the inevitability of death.

There is much, much more to this story, and though parts of it will prove to be untrue you may learn from it yet, at least one valuable lesson in your existence.

You may call me Dua, Egyptian for "God" or "Lord", though I've come to take it as my personal name as well due to the simple reality that no one who speaks the ancient tongues is alive today to speak the prayers.

May you live in wisdom, may you find peace in your death.
Ammen.

Greetings.

I've come here after many years of resisting the urge. Actually might be a decade by now.
My reasons for resisting are simple:
First, I hate cliques.
Second, I hate drama.
And third, I do not consider myself a Furry.

I enjoy the anthro art and, given my visage that being of a God, the above would normally be enough to dissuade me further.
Something however, has changed.

So here I am.

What follows shall be my story as I would have it be told. No doubt many have claim to my name and more still would take my appearance.
But few know the Truth.

Harken, for you are awalk with your betters.