This fic dabbles in a FEW different forms of mythology, Egyptian and Greek. I found that some of the myths are similar, that's why I'm making a few connections between the two. Please, if they bother you that much, run away, NOW. Also I'm inventing a few things for my own benefit. Aw, don't be upset, it won't be that rough of a transition; I'll try and make it as believable as possible. However, if you are well informed about mythology, and you notice a mess up, don't hesitate to tell me!!!

Oh, I will also be simplifying things, seeing as Egyptian gods and myths tend to blend together sometimes becoming very similar.

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Prologue

In the beginning there had been Nu: bubbling and frothing chaos, churning darkness. Rising from the swirling confusion, hills and plains of dry land had dotted the horizon as the first sunrise occurred. Ra, the sun god, wandered across Nut, the sky, in his manjet-boat, died and embarked on his night journey as the "corpse". As Ra died, Eros, a principle of order, rose. From Eros sprung Night and Depth. Eros then cast a binding spell on Geb, the earth, and Nut, the sky: they were to be married. Yet before the spell could be completed, Nu roared up once more, engulfing Depth and stealing it for herself. With Depth lost, the world divided into four different plains of existence. Leaving the realm of the Living Mortals as the face value of the earth, while the realm of the Spirits of The Olde, the realm of the Haunted Dead, and that of the creatures of Klat faded into the background, unseen yet existing. While the essence of Nu separated them all through the confusion, equilibrium was reached as each realm closed off from each other, never merging, never tipping the balance.

And yet, for once, since time was there to keep record, the balance was tipping; the realms were bleeding. They were all bleeding, seeping and pouring their essence into the realm of the Living Mortals.

Nu groaned under the pressure: the plains were merging.

In the realm of the Haunted Dead, the Cursèd roared its ugly head, and each dark creature could feel the call deep in their bones: the darkness was roused from its slumber.

Crawl out from where you hide …rise, take action…kill, destroy, sacrifice…I feel your hatred, your resentment, your anger…let the blood run deep into the earth, give me their power, make them pay!

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