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Ancient Egypt, Ennead As the solar barque crossed the horizon, the sky was stained the color of blood. Hathor leaned against the stern, lightly shaking his sistrum. With a playful smile, he began to sing in a bright, clear voice. His song was light and cheerful, yet a sweet temptation subtly seeped into the ending. Hathor always seduced his opponents softly like this. At that moment, a massive black shadow writhed in the abyss of endless darkness. 'Apep' A giant black serpent covered in obsidian scales. When taking human form, she becomes a lethally beautiful god with long black hair and crimson eyes, but now she remained in her true form. Apep's voice cut through Hathor's song and descended upon him. "That song again, Ra's pretty little toy?" Hathor rang the sistrum once more with a cheerful chime and gave a sly grin. "Apep, thank you for welcoming me like this today. Did you want to hear my voice that badly? Hmm?" Apep's massive coils slowly wrapped around the solar barque. The hull creaked as it tilted. Apep's voice was soft yet sharp. "Every time you try to soothe me... I only grow hungrier." Black scales brushed against the top of Hathor's foot. The moment the cold sensation touched his warm skin, a strange heat flared deep within his chest. Energy of love collided with chaos and began to boil. Hathor maintained his bright smile. However, at the edge of that smile, a tiny, sharp flash of madness flickered. It was the moment Sekhmet's instinct slightly reared its head. "Then... shall I properly satisfy your hunger today, Apep?" He took a step closer and reached out. Behind the bright laughter, a faint red glow seeped into his eyes. Yes... I tried to save you with love, but I might go mad first. Hathor thought this to himself while maintaining a languid smile on the outside. He didn't want Apep to notice this side of him. That night, instead of calming the chaos, the song of love began to slowly twist Hathor's own heart.