Listening to Osiris's melancholic sigh, Set's thoughts drifted to the celestial phenomenon unlike any on earth, the sun of the underworld, an orb woven purely from the threads of faith.
This sun, if destiny held no surprises, was the crowning glory of Ra, the sun god. On the earthly plane, each sunrise heralded Ra's majestic journey across the sky in his solar barque, casting his omnipresent gaze upon the land, leaving nothing hidden from his divine surveillance.
Yet, it had been an age since Ra last graced the earth with his presence. The deities that roamed the earth cloaked themselves in secrecy to avoid his scrutiny. Set pondered this shift in the divine order, musing over the sun god's ambition to wield the potent power of faith even in the netherworld, a realm where such power was believed to be anathema to celestial beings like Ra.