Sorry I took so long with this one, but I'm sure you guys don't really care, lol. This one's longer than the usual cuz I didn't put it on paper. W00t! Anyway, here's to my audience of two, maybe three people!

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Set found himself in a human form, in the temple of Osiris. He remembered this. He had posed as a human to find out whom Sutekhotep was talking to earlier that day. He had followed this strange, cloaked young man here. He watched as the man whom he now realized was also a priest took off his cloak. He had his head shaved, as was the custom of the priests, and black eyes. He didn't seem anything special at first, but Sutekh could tell there was something different about this man. Something in his eyes... Something about the way he conducted himself: as if he knew everything there was to know about life and had seen all. He walked with the gait of a very wise man, but Sutekh saw this man to be young. He didn't quite understand.

"O mighty Osiris, Lord of the West (':'), I, Ibilyth, come to thee in humility and with graces and praise for thee. I have committed no blasphemy against thee on this day. I come to thee as a pawn of thy whims, as a link to this world of the living souls." His voice was deep, smooth, and enticing. He spoke briskly but with meaning, as if he and the dead god (':') were old friends.

The young man—Ibilyth, obviously—cleared his throat and continued his praise of Sutekh's brother. Sutekh tuned it out and focused on thinking of whom this man was that he might act so strangely. The present's Set knew exactly why, but in the past Sutekh had no ideas. He gave up and simply watched the priest perform his nightly ritual. He knew that he was committing blasphemy by observing this without being a priest himself, but he didn't really care. He was better than a priest. He was a god, and Osiris's brother, at that. Ibilyth went about his duties of anointing the statue of Osiris, offering it goods from the people, and replacing the incense in the temple. Sutekh knew he had been a priest for a long while from the machine-like way he moved about the temple. Sutekh's question was: how long was that time?

The young priest turned to leave the temple and spotted the god. He gasped audibly and his eyes grew wide. He stepped back, shocked that another had been in the temple while he worshipped. Sutekh, knowing of course that he had been discovered, stood and smiled maniacally at Ibilyth.

"What... why... who are you?" the priest managed to ask when he had regained his voice.

Set smiled even wider and crazier as he shifted to his god form. Ibilyth looked as if he was about to faint as he stared up at the wild red hair and eyes that he knew characterized the god of perversion, chaos, and darkness. Ibilyth couldn't think of anything else to do but bow to him in the style of the priests. He knelt to do so when he was pulled up by the collar of his cloak, choking him slightly.

"Stupid boy. I am not the god you praise. Though I do not mind it, I have another purpose here." He released Ibilyth's collar.

"And... what is that, Mighty Sutekh?" the priest asked humbly. Set thought he could sense an underlying sarcasm in his voice.

"I have come to find out who you are. You seem not to belong. Where do you come from, Ibilyth?"

"I come from..." Set realized Ibilyth either didn't remember, or didn't want to tell the god where he was from. Set naturally suspected the latter.

"Answer me, boy. I do not wish to be kept waiting," he commanded coldly.

"I am from Upper Egypt, Sutekh. A land not under your rule." The boy stood a little straighter and talked with an arrogant tone now.

Set scowled at the fact that this child would use his lack of power against him. "Watch your tongue, boy. Your land does not matter. Your status does. Priests are to obey gods."

"You said yourself, Sutekh," the priest countered, "that you were not the god I was to worship. I worship Osiris, your beloved brother."

"You inconsiderate little slave! You have no respect! You of all people should know of my wrath!" Set yelled, lifting Ibilyth into the air by his throat. Ibilyth coughed slightly, but kept a look of hatred on his dark, handsome face. Set threw the priest across the large room. He skidded on the floor a few feet before stopping. Set walked over to Ibilyth, laughing his customary insane laugh. The young man stood slowly, very angry, by the look on his face. "What did I tell you? You are a lesser being than I. Remember that."

"I believe you, Sutekh, are the lesser one here. I cannot believe you do not know who I am. Have you not heard of Khoo-oo Peseh Senef (':')?" Ibilyth laughed coldly. A violent maliciousness grew in his eyes, which made the god not nervous, but angrier. How could this boy hide his identity, if he even was whom he claimed to be? He had heard of Khoo-oo Peseh Senef, the demonic figure said to slaughter many men at random in the night, to cause more chaos than the god of it. Sutekh couldn't believe that this child could commit such acts while being a priest for one of the main gods of all Egypt... Then he saw it. The god stepped back involuntarily as he realized what that look in Ibilyth's eyes really was. Pure evil. More than one would ever see in Sutekh's eyes. The vampire smiled maniacally and showed fangs about an inch long. The look on the god's face was priceless. Ibilyth would love to kill him now and have that expression remain on his face until it fell off with decay... Unfortunately, he knew that would be impossible due to the god's ability to heal himself. He could never kill him, but he could dethrone him. He had the power to be Sutekh; hell, he had the power to be Ptah (':')!

"Soon, Sutekh. Very soon shall you bow to me. Your weak hand can only hold me down for so long."

"You'll never have my throne!" Sutekh spat.

"This will be the... second time you've lost it? Or third?" The vampire laughed evilly as he walked out, leaving the god of chaos behind in his brother's temple, clenching his fists and grinding his teeth.

Set woke up, shook his head, and watched the sun rise, still fuming over his past humiliation.

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':' The West is the land of the dead souls, which the dead god Osiris rules over.

':' Osiris was killed by Set and became lord of the dead.

':' Khoo-oo Peseh Senef - "evil bite blood."

':' Ptah is a creator god with LOTS of power, naturally.

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Ta da! That's what weeks of not writing got me! So you guys can go ahead and tell me I suck, w00t!