Secret Dove [ENNEAD x Female Reader]

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[Name], having sought solitude within her chambers, stood before her tub filled to the brim with water. Her attention remained fixed on the contents, for this was no mere bathing activity.

Rather, [Name] retrieved a dagger, grasping the blade with a steady hand. With a single cut, blood flowed from her palm, golden and glistening, falling into the water with a gentle splash. Upon merging with the liquid, it radiated a golden luster, its radiance radiating throughout the chamber in a mesmerizing display.

In her capacity as the goddess of dreams and time, [Name] proceeded to submerge herself in the tub's depths. The water was unusually deep for a bathing apparatus, and she sank below its surface with alacrity.

Upon surfacing, she found herself transported to an unfamiliar realm, one rife with wonder and mystery. She had traversed into a world of dreams, a realm over which [Name] held jurisdiction, as the divine ruler of both dreams and time.

It was her sworn duty to conceive and create dreams for those who had fallen asleep, imbuing their minds with wonder and fantasy. This was one of [Name]'s highest callings, and she performed her job with utmost diligence and responsibility.

[Name], dwelling in the celestial domain of dreams, was surrounded by an ever-expanding expanse, akin to a boundless, starry sky. But unlike the night sky, which was awash with planets and other celestial bodies, this place held only luminous, yellow balls, each of which emitted a blinding light, casting a yellow tinge over the entire area.

[Name]'s attention was drawn to a singular, darker ball, which contrasted sharply against the others' brilliant glow. This peculiar sphere appeared to be devoid of any light, its dark sheen emanating from within. Intrigued, she reached out, directing her hand to the ball, causing it to levitate in the air and float above her palm. The sphere's dark, opaque surface was captivating, and its eerie quality drew [Name] to explore further.

With [Name] firmly ensconced within the realm of dreams, her long, flowing strands of hair moved elegantly through the air, their beauty adding to the already ethereal environment she found herself in. With curious eyes, she peered within the dark sphere she held in her hand, and to her surprise, the inner workings of Seth's nightmare were revealed to her.

[Name], in her infinite wisdom, understood the significance of what she had just witnessed. Without hesitation, she lightly tapped the sphere, restoring it to its original hue and form. The sphere then returned to its rightful place, blending into the mass of other dreams, once more an indistinguishable element of the cosmic panorama.

[Name] could feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that she had fulfilled her duty, using her unique abilities to rid Seth of his nightmare. 

Upon the completion of her journey through the wondrous realm of dreams, [Name]'s form emerged from the depths of her tub, her stunningly long hair, stretching down her back and below her waist, cascades elegantly around her. Her movements were fluid, and her face radiated a sense of contentment.

She gracefully exited the bathwater, her long hair concealing the entirety of her private parts and rear end, leaving only her face visible, which was adorned with a look of fulfillment.

[Name], having accomplished her duty and returned to her physical form, prepared to continue with her day, knowing that she had used her divine powers to shape the dreams of the beings in her domain, once again proving the importance of her role in the world and cementing her position as the goddess of dreams and time.

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Seth was constrained, imprisoned by the tendrils of a thorny vine that anchored him to the very ground he stood upon. Despite the sharp pain and agony that engulfed his bleeding body, he forced his tear-stained eyes wide open and gazed into the blurred silhouette of Osiris that hung above him. Seth could sense an air of smugness emanating from the ruler of the Ennead, though the details of his face remained fuzzy beyond recognition.

Osiris, as if to further humiliate Seth, reached out and grasped his chin, attempting to bring their lips together in a passionate exchange. But suddenly, like the mere flickering of a candle, Osiris vanished into thin air, leaving Seth alone to contemplate his fate. He was momentarily shocked, but his wounds had healed, and he came to realize that he was in his temple. The vines, too, had disappeared, leaving him free from his previous confinement.

Seth then spied Nephthys, deep in conversation with Anubis, who stood opposite her with a smile. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Seth trudged towards the two deities and knelt before the goddess, resting his wounded head in her lap. Nephthys wrapped her gentle arms around him while Anubis caressed his father's hair, the sweet gesture offering a sense of comfort that was sorely needed in the trying circumstances of the moment. Seth's heart sank, overcome by the love and warmth emanating from the two people he loved most who stood before him.

As Seth attempted to regain his bearings, his vision wandered to the periphery, where he spied a figure, illuminated with brilliant radiance, gazing in their direction with a warm, serene expression, its features seemingly made of light. For a moment, Seth found himself transfixed by the mysterious entity, but before he could discern any clear details, it gradually dissipated into nothingness, vanishing like a fleeting dream.

Seth was left to ponder the significance of the enigmatic presence, questioning whether it was a figment of his imagination or a symbolic manifestation of a greater force. 

In the early morning hours, Seth opened his eyes to find himself lying on his bed, his mind still reeling from the vividness and intensity of the dream he had just experienced. As he took stock of his surroundings, his heart raced momentarily as he came to the startling realization that it had all been a figment of his imagination, a mere dream that had seemingly transported him to a parallel reality. Despite the sobering clarity of such a realization, Seth found himself unable to completely dismiss the profound and visceral emotions he had felt during this vivid reverie. Indeed, it had been a uniquely wondrous experience that had left a lasting and palpable impact upon him, instilling within him an inextinguishable sense of wonder and awe that would linger in his thoughts for days, weeks, and years to come.

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A/N: I'm starting to lose motivation!! NOOOOOOO!!! I'm not giving up on this story >:( I've come a long way!