Secret Dove [ENNEAD x Female Reader] - DISCONTINUED

36

[Name] jerked awake and sat bolt upright. Glancing around, she found herself on a boat, with no memory of how she'd arrived there. She assumed Ruelle had carried her back, but her mind raced with unanswered questions. Where were Seth, Horus, and the foreign god?

Her eyes widened in astonishment as she noticed a baby lying next to her. The baby... possessed uncanny similarities to her appearance.

With a rush of recollection, [Name] recalled grasping her child self's arm just before being forcefully pulled away from the bizarre domain. She now held the baby in her arms, her thoughts taking an unexpected turn.

"So we became two different people," she mused quietly to herself. A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips. It seemed she had no option but to care for her child self as though she were her own offspring.

With a soft whisper, [Name] murmured, "Aizivella... that shall be your name." A tender smile graced her lips as she continued, "And know that you are the daughter of the Dream goddess herself."

The idea of being a mother to her child self filled her with a strange sense of humor, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Ruelle suddenly appeared, jumping into the boat with an amused look on his face. "You seem to understand the entire situation," he commented.

Meanwhile, the foreign god let out an unholy screech as he accidentally plummeted into the swamp water beside the boat. He emerged from the murky depths, his body now covered in a slimy layer of algae and duckweed, looking utterly pitiful.

Ruelle and [Name] shared a knowing glance before muttering to themselves, "Ah, Horus' handiwork..."

The foreign god scowled at Horus, who confidently led Seth in the distance. He then shifted his gaze to [Name], his expression softening slightly as he placed a hand on her cheek. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he greeted tenderly.

Oblivious to the baby cradled in [Name's] arms, the foreign god withdrew his hand, turning his attention back to Seth. He walked away, unaware of the precious little life cradled against [Name's] chest.

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The group approached yet another temple, hidden deep within a dense swampland. [Name] couldn't help but glance at Seth, who appeared unwell. Despite his illness, he determinedly pressed onward, entering the temple.

Ruelle briefly locked gazes with [Name], then skillfully maneuvered the boat through the narrow temple entrance.

[Name] cradled Aizivella protectively in her arms as Ruelle surveyed their surroundings, his face etched with caution. The temple they found themselves in was unusually small, raising their suspicions.

Seth settled onto a stone adorned with Horus' luminescent feathers. He cast a skeptical gaze around the compact chamber, questioning, "Can this even be considered a temple?"

"What other conceivable purpose could this space serve, if not for worship?" Ruelle inquired, standing poised at the edge of the boat.

"It would undoubtedly be more straightforward if there were any murals," Seth mused, folding his arms.

Horus added, "And the entrance we entered through doesn't resemble a typical doorway, does it?"

"Looks like someone tore a piece out of the wall," [Name] observed aloud, her eyes fixed on Horus as he collected glowing feathers and carefully placed them in the boat for the baby.

"They probably did," Seth replied absentmindedly, completely oblivious to the infant's presence.

The foreign god nodded in agreement, adding, "The actual entrance must be somewhere else."

[Name] silently thanked Horus and settled the sleeping baby among the soft, billowing feathers in the boat.

"Either we haven't discovered the entrance yet, or it never existed in the first place," the foreign god mused.

The group observed as Horus approached a random wall within the temple. "There's a draft," he announced, placing his hand against the surface.

Without a moment's pause, the foreign god promptly brought down the wall, revealing a hidden passage beyond.

"YOU LITTLE...!!! WHAT IF YOU HAD HURT UNCLE SETH AND [NAME]?!??!?" Horus screamed, his wings encapsulating Seth protectively. He swiftly glanced at [Name] and Ruelle, both nestled within a magical barrier conjured by [Name].

Seth was coughing intensely from the thick smoke. "I'm not that fragile!" he protested.

"Ah, there's a space within the wall," the foreign god observed, cracking his knuckles. "It's filled with water, though."

[Name] carefully dispersed the protective barrier and alighted from the boat to join the others.

"It seems there is something beneath," Seth noted, stepping aside to allow [Name] to examine the mysterious opening.

Horus cast a skeptical glance at Seth. "You're not proposing that we venture downwards, are you?" he inquired, skepticism lacing his voice.

"Why? Are you afraid?" Seth countered, his tone tinged with a hint of challenge.

"But your fever...!" Horus protested, only to be abruptly silenced by Seth's authoritative reply.

"Silence. Follow me," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

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[Name] settled onto her conjured barrier, accompanied by Ruelle and the foreign god as they continued their journey down into the temple's swamp-filled depths. Aizivella slumbered quietly, her petite form swaddled snugly in a blanket and enveloped by Horus' radiant feathers.

The barrier resurfaced, revealing a sparsely-furnished chamber, housing only a single modest stone slab to rest upon.

Seth, already present in the chamber, suddenly posed a question to [Name], his tone dripping with curiosity: "I've noticed you're always holding something, and you never let it go for even a moment. What is it?"

Horus and Ruelle exchanged furtive glances at Seth's inquiry, while the foreign god leaned in closer, intrigued.

With a sense of anticipation, [Name] unveiled the child's face, revealing Aizivella. Pure shock washed over the faces of the foreign god and Seth, while Ruelle and Horus remained composed, having been privy to this knowledge.

"YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER?!" the foreign god and Seth shouted in unison, their approach causing Aizivella to burst into tears. [Name] urgently appealed to Horus for assistance, and he nodded, taking the infant from her grasp. He retreated to the opposite side of the block to soothe the crying baby.

Just as [Name] attempted to explain, the foreign god erupted, "I'm not the father?! Is it Horus? Is it Seth?! Is it RUELLE?!"

Seth promptly delivered a kick, sending the foreign god plunging into the watery abyss below.

"HUSH, YOU DIMWIT! YOU'RE SCARING THE CHILD!" Seth roared at the foreign god, his anger now directed at the fool who had disrupted the tranquil atmosphere and causing Aizivella to bawl.

-END OF CHAPTER 36