You felt like you were in hell. For some time now, your life has turned into impenetrable darkness. Your parents died from an unknown disease, your close friends were executed. Gradually, everyone you were close to died. It was like a curse. Everyone in the settlement began to shun you, they began to say that Anubis had sent down a curse on you for your mortal deeds. Everyone wanted your speedy expulsion or, if not worse, death. "Sedjet" they said. They branded you a perpetual criminal.

That's why you ran away. The waters of the Nile had ended, and now you were crossing the endless desert. It's hard and hot. You wanted to fall right there, on the spot. Give up and just let the desert bury your exhausted body under tons of sand, being rejected by the earth and sky. Suddenly, waves of shimmering air rose in front of you, sand hit your face, gradually taking shape. The God of War has appeared before you in his true form.

“And what did the damned child forget in my domain?”

Seth crossed his arms over his chest, sizing you up with a studying frown. Fire burned in his red eyes.

"You bear the mark of mortals who forsook the path of righteousness. Do not think that the desert will bring you redemption."