My prison soon became my home. Set never came back and I stayed in the dark, unsure of how I came to want to stay here. I couldn't go back out into the world without Nadia. She had been with me since we were young and had been my only connection to wanting to live in this world.
Anubis visited regularly but refused to let me cross over to the Underworld. He would bring me light, food and clean away the dirt and dust, but wouldn't fulfill my only wish.
"It's not your time", was his constant reply to my begging. I wanted to be reunited with Nadia but knew that would never be , as Set had devoured her soul. My misery consumed me and my prison became my haven.
My curse had been over for some time , but I did not have the strength to go out into the world, as Set had wanted to occur with this curse. Without Nadia, the world wasn't worth saving.
I'd lost track of time, I didn't know what the world would be like, whether it had developed grander pyramids or who had became the new pharaoh after Ramses. All I wanted was to be left alone.
But that was not meant to be.
Eventually, Isis, fed up of my misery and rage at the loss of Nadia, came into my prison to chastise me.
" I gave you new life, power, and this is how you're spending it. You are to go out into the world and heal it." Isis was furious with me. But I didn't care.
Isis seemed to realise I couldn't be reached with anger. I could see her mind tick over how she could possible rouse me to exit my haven. Finally, her expression lightened.
"You know, Nadia still lives on through her children. You should've been there guiding them through the years, but you've been selfish. Don't you owe Nadia the protection of her line for her sacrifice?"
I looked up at Isis. Sensing she had my attention this time she continued, " In fact, there's a young girl, she recently became an orphan , with her older brother who is now acting as guardian. She resembles Nadia so much. I think she may be the first in a while to have inherited the power that is rarely seen in her line. She needs guidance soon or she will be targeted as so many have been for their powers. She needs to learn how to use and control them before her fate changes."
I sighed. I knew that would be what Nadia wanted. Me to help her children, save the world, but the future seemed bleak without Nadia. A tear ran down my face and I'd didnt bother to wipe it away.
Isis' expression softened and she knelt beside me. "Nadia wouldn't have wanted this for you. She would want you to continue to live and fight for her. Protect her line, heal the earth, do right in the world as you used to. You would be free if only you would let yourself to be."
Isis wiped away my tears. "Come, I will take you into the new world. All you have to do is take my hand."
I hesitated. Nadia would've wanted me to do this. I looked over to where her body had been all those years ago, but had dissipated when the curse had faded. I looked back at Isis, and she smiled at me encouragingly.
"Ok", I croaked, my voice faint from not talking in years.
I took Isis' hand and next moment we were out in the middle of the desert. I gasped, the light hurt after being in the dark for so long. Isis snapped her fingers and my eyes adjusted to the light. She gestured to a small oasis, "Bathe, wash away your sorrows and prepare yourself to venture into the new world."
After I undressed and walked into the water, Isis burned my clothes. It was ritualistic to bid goodbye to my depression and horrific memories. I knew that those would stay with me forever though.
Isis presented me with clean new clothes, fit for royalty. I sighed.
" So her line is still in Egypt?", I enquired as I dressed.
"No, actually, her line has moved to a country called America. There they were safer there from prosecution, however the current climate means they are in danger still. The humans distrust anything they do not recognise, and cause her of being a witch. The world needs cleansing in more ways than one." Isis stood facing away from me as she said this. I sniffed, I could smell the rot of the world, how nature had declined. I wondered how it could've gotten this bad. I felt guilt at letting this happen while I wrapped myself in my misery and dark haven.
" No, education comes before 'cleansing'. Do not wipe out civilisation to start anew because life isn't going to plan. You want me to heal the world but I can't do that if you 'cleanse' it." I looked at Isis and saw her tense at my words.
She relaxed as she turned to look at me, "Those robes suit you. Come, I shall take you to where Nadia's children live."
She held out her hand. I breathed deeply, and prepared myself for what I was about to do. I had become an ancient being in a new world. Gods only knew what was in store for me.
I stepped forward and grasped Isis' hand and the world went black.
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Immortal
FantasyAfter being trapped with death for a thousand years, Khafte finally emerges from her prison to seek her future and acquaint herself with the new found modern world.