The evil God's curse (ENNEAD )

In my arms, my precious Starlight

Finally my baby is in my arms, his new life with us begins now. This time he shall have all the love and adoration he deserves. This time, he shall grow up without knowing pain or suffering, only laughter and love.

Hours prior. After we finished discussing and putting in line some necessary things, as fast as we could, we finally began the spell that would return our child to us.

It was a difficult spell which required us to cast it for 7 hours without any interruption. But us being God's made it easier than it would have been for any human attempting to cast it.

It was difficult because our child had to be in pain for it to truly be effective.

There were many times I wanted to stop the spell all together. I could feel how hurt and confused his soul was, and it tore my heart to millions for being unable to comfort him.

But I couldn't. I couldn't because I knew very well that if we stopped the spell, he would disappear for centuries to come. And then when he finally returns, he wouldn't be given to me but to another woman to be birthed.

I would rather destroy Egypt with my own hands.

Call me selfish but I can't stand the thought of my baby not recognizing me as his mother. I haven't been the best mother in his first life, Ra forbid I did not even look at his way. That's why I need to make it up to him in his second life, by smothering him with affection and motherly love, what he should have received in the first place.

Last time, baby. This is the last time mama lets you experience pain.

I couldn't stop the casting. I wouldn't. For him I will endure it and share as much of his pain as I can. Hopefully sharing his pain can help him even just a smidge.

However, I wasn't the only one who wanted to give up from having to witness and not interrupt my baby's suffering. Hathor and Nephthys had already broken down crying seconds after feeling the pain Seth was going through. They continued on, not stopping the spell even once.

Maat and Isis' faces had turned into stone and their voices had raised a few octaves. They looked as if they wanted nothing more than to tear the scrolls to pieces.

Bastet and Thoth were not allowed to help in the casting this time. Our divine energy would be low when we finished and we needed someone to help us regenerate and make sure that Seth was healthy and out of danger. That's why those two could only watch us fighting with ourselves and pray it all goes well, they themselves were extremely stressed out too.

Sekhmet, Shu and Tefnut also weren't allowed to participate. They were in charge of keeping the courtroom secured and making sure we weren't interrupted for any reason. While Ra assured us Apep wouldn't dare attack now, it's never too bad to be sure. There wasn't room for mistakes.

We actually didn't want Ra to participate either. She was pregnant and already had used a lot of divine powers. Of course, she didn't even listen to our concerns. Even threw a comment about how the baby was kicking her to get moving already.

She's too energetic for her own good sometimes.

Khnum had returned with a fully God Anubis. The latter resembled Seth in some little details, if one were to look close. It was terribly endearing.

It's to be expected. Seth adored him and the feeling was mutal.

The duo was sent to observe and keep in check, until we could put an end once and for all, to the underworld problems. They were the most suited. However, they too were restless because they could watch the process thanks to a magic spell, Isis work.

From everyone, casting the spell or not, Geb and I looked worse for wear. Many times I lost control over the sky from the overwhelming feelings at the moment. Geb wasn't better. The earth has split and destroyed itself plenty of times over the last few hours. Our eyes were bloodshot and neck, arms even the veins in our faces were bulging out. We looked, to put it simply, insane.

I wanna mummificate the one who came up with such a painful spell alive.

Hours was allowed to help with the casting and he was a wreck of nerves. I couldn't really blame him after all the casting was detailed and mistakes weren't allowed.

But seeing him so nervous made my anxiety rise that he may accidentally make a mistake. I could sense Geb looking at him too from time to time. Him being anxious too made me get a hold of myself. One of us being crazy over worry was enough.

The casting was long and short at the same time. Some hours after we started Seth stopped responding.

That was the scariest moment of my entire Goddess life.

Thankfully Ra kept casting the spell and Bastet assured us quietly that there were no problems. So we kept going.

My baby must be exhausted.

Then a moment that I will never forget happened.

Seth's soul, which we had been trying to put back together and make sure the ties between us and him were placed correctly, finally shone a brilliant gold light which quickly turned crimson.

When the light went away, in its place was a beautiful little chubby baby, with red tufts of hair on top of his head.

I quickly sent my power to him so he didn't fall and slowly lowered him on my arms.

My Starlight.

Seth fit perfectly on my arms .He was so small, fragile and smelled gardenias. My sweet little angel. I couldn't help sobbing as I gently cradled him.

(Gardenias are flowers that represent children and family because of their meaning of purity and sweetness. Other symbols they carry are trust, hope and clarity and have been documented among those practicing meditation as a sign of protection, purity and energy in hopes of enlightenment.)

My little baby suddenly started to cry softly before stopping in surprise. I gently cooed at him hoping to smooth his worries down. What is troubling you my dear star?

We kept doing this for a bit , while I and the others tried to find out what was bothering him, until he became irritated and started to scream.

I desperately looked at Bastet in question but she reassured me he's not hurting anywhere. So it must be something else. I don't know if I should feel relieved or not because he's crying so much he's starting to turn red.

The others couldn't even try to feed him because he kept slapping their hands away. It doesn't hurt at all, Seth is only a baby so it's like a kitten playing.

What is irritating you so much my star in the sky?

Isis steps forward when it looks like Seth is gonna start screaming again after taking a breath, his little throat must be sore by now. He managed to stay angry for a minute at most, before signing softly and completely relaxing in my arms.

Then his chubby little hands managed to grab Isis' little finger. He tightly held the finger closer to his chest, seemingly protecting it. It was so endearing everyone cooed softly as to not startle him.

Isis was smugly staring at all of us after Seth was lulled to sleep, still tightly clenching her finger with his tiny chubby reddened hands.

I am not jealous of my daughter. I simply wish Seth had relaxed by my presence alone and seeked me out when stressed.

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Fine. I am jealous.

But I'm sure that in the future my bond with Seth will be the strongest of them all! And he will prefer my realm over Gebs too!