Chapter 6: Meeting with the Aunt
'Sobek, you sneaky bastard. You side with Set and now you spy on Bast? Hehe, guess again b*tch. Not even the One Above All knows of my presence.'
Continuing my walk, I will my entire being, soul and body, cease existence. That feeling of estrangement hits me again. The same feeling as when Mike first granted that wish.
As I'm waking, I discover that I can hear and feel my feet hit the ground but the ground acted as if nothing was there. No vibrations, to sound waves passed.
Even the heavy dust in the air which was illuminated by the many light crystals on the walls and ceilings did nothing but phase through me.
I noticed, however, that when the particles "phased" through me, my body created small pockets of space that allowed them to pass through unhindered.
It would be so stupid for me to wish for concealment and somehow someone discovers my presence due to the dust being displaced.
'Damn. That Absolute Secrecy wish is too much. Even dust just loses its purpose.'
After about a minute of walking, I get to a set of limestone stairs that goes down about 16 meters.
I get to the last step and stop. My jaw hanging open, I inspect this Hall of Ancestors.
'Did that bastard En Sabah Nur copy the layout of this place to make his body-swapping pyramid? Or was this copied due to seeing some celestial tech? I'll visit that fallen celestial ship. Will go a long way in helping me become a real book genius and I can acquire the highest level of tech on earth.'
Somehow making it to the "coffin-like construct that looks similar to the energy exchange machine used by Jonah in The Runaways series, I stare at the machine trying to figure out how to open it.
Not knowing much to do, I unconcealed the stealth on my right hand and touch the machine.
To my joy, it opens. Hopping inside, the lid slides back and some sort of light shines from the machine and starts scanning. It turns off shortly after not finding anything to scan.
Slapping my forehead, I remove my stealth and the sensor scans me again. Oddly enough, it never scans my body but I feel it peruse over my soul like a person caressing the skin with their hand. This continues until I fall asleep due to how comfortable it was. F*ck YouTube. I can get ASMR in real life!
Feeling a presence locked onto myself, I wake up out of that moment of relaxation and quickly engage <Absolute Secrecy> full power.
Above my head, I hear something breathing in quick breaths. Well, not breathes as it's too rhythmic. It sounds more like laughter.
As if knowing I came to this realization, the laughter stops and a pair of glowing purple eyes appear. It seems as though my supervision doesn't work here because that is all I can see.
Not knowing what else to do, I quickly stand up and summon the <Blades of Ma'at>. Appearing in my grasp, I grip them tighter and imbue my power into them.
They begin to rage with fire and just as I was about to throw the blade in my left hand, a voice sounds aloud from the direction of the eyes.
"Quite amusing, little nephew. You do not have my late brother's personality at all. He would simply just stand there and wait for an attack instead of first launching one himself. And those swords… remind me of something. Anyways, what are you doing here in my plane, Horus? Last I checked, you disappeared in the portal Osiris opened during the coup."
Not finding it surprising at all that Bast immediately recognized me, I lower my blades but do not put them away. I can't trust any god. Most cannot be trusted. I have not read much about Bast in the comics but she should be a bit weaker than Set by my estimates.
Even though she is weaker than Set, that does not mean I can fight her. The virus will kick in and repair my body. However, it will take quite a while for my body to reach her level of strength.
I'm talking about weeks of fighting. I am not mentally up for that as of now. I need to figure out what are Set's plans and who has sided with him. That way, as I gradually increase in strength, I can secretly acquire their loyalty through a physical and psychological beat down.
One thing that I have thought about was how few people like Set. This punk is Egypt's equivalent to Hades. Everyone dislikes him for some reason.
All of these thoughts pass through my head in less than a millisecond.
Pretending to be the lovely boy she was just holding and talking with some weeks ago, I quickly put away my blades and rush to hug her.
The giant, 3-meter-tall panther transforms into a woman equally as tall that jumped down from the giant tree some feet behind me. I turn. Muscles are defined through countless times of battle and labor. Having this amount of muscle did not take away from her feminine beauty whatsoever. Only her breasts and waist were covered.
When she lands behind me, I could see the fat of her buttocks ripple a bit as though they are filled with water. She then turns around to face me with her breasts swaying and bouncing hypnotically.
'Omg!!! Of all the goddesses who were my favorite, Bast is in first place. Besides my mother, she has the juiciest and most bimbo-est body I've ever seen.'
The band that covered the mountainous things she calls breasts barely did anything to hide her thumb-thick nipples and her saucer-sized areola. Bast's meaty thighs were on display for all to see. As she made her way to me with just a step, I got an "up-skirt" view of her nether regions, and man I almost caught a nosebleed.
'How the f*ck is her p***y hairless? Did she lick all off or does she use her claws to shave?'
Quickly willing the nasty thoughts plaguing my soul body, I quickly lift my eyes to meet. When met, she just smiles as she knows what's underneath her skirt. However, she does not mind because she thinks that I am still the child I am pretending to be. Bast passes me gazing at her p***y as me being curious because of my being 3 years old.
Taking my act even further, I try to wrap my arms around her thighs and nuzzle my head in between her thighs; my nose brushing against her labia which causes her to let out a moan.
Realizing what's happening, Bast quickly pushes my head back.
"Okay, little Horus. Behave. Now, how did you get here.?"
Putting on a confused look, I reply, " Grandfather did not tell you that he teleported me to Wakanda? I used your altar and just got here."
Now, is Bast's turn to be puzzled.
"So that's where father sent you! I checked the entirety of Heliopolis to find you for my sister-in-law but could not even find a trace of your being. My nose is the sharpest of all Egypt."
Nodding my head and taking on a serious look, I ask Bast, "Do you know of the plans Set has for Egypt? And what gods are sided with? Whether out of fear or voluntarily, I need to know this. I will reclaim the throne and take back what is rightfully mine. I will have my revenge!!!"
My soul begins to emit a multicolored glow around my soul body. Somehow, I was able to affect the surrounding leaves. Causing them to scatter and fly away at fast speeds.
Knowing that when a god is determined to fulfill their goals to the end, especially when they create them at a young age, Bast just answers my questions.
She reveals that over 70% of the gods sided with Set out of fear and the other thirty were split between those loyal to him and those who just picked the best side.
She also reveals that Set plans on going to war against the Persian pantheon for the next 500 years. He plans to slowly weaken their defenses and numbers using the enhanced human soldiers of his and the other gods' armies.
The other pantheons won't sit by and watch as Set takes over more land power. Most likely, the Grecian pantheon would interfere since they are the closest to us.
Knowing that I had half the pantheon on my side, I thank Bast for the info. I also warned her not to tell anyone, including my mother, of my whereabouts. And told her I won't be staying in Wakanda for a while.
She agrees and I go for a hug again and this time, I firmly grasp a handful of what I hope was assmeat before my soul returns to the coffin.
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