I have to get out of here. This is no place for the best assassin of Egypt to spend her days. I must get out and tell Bakura. I have to escape and make my report. Bakura will be mad but that can't be helped.
Osiris took a pin from her hair and picked the chains on her wrists and ankles. The manacles fell off and Osiris moved on to the lock on the bar door. The lock clicked, freeing the assassin. Osiris slipped out of the dungeons, creeping into the palace halls. She wasn't looking for the Pharaoh. No…she was looking for a temple.
The God of Chaos, Set, was her deity and she had to make an apology before her own soul was left to wander the Shadow Realm like her people. Unlike the small and modest temple back at home, this grand holy place was empty for the most part. Oh, sure-she was in there but so were the souls who had latched onto her to watch her succeed in her task.
"O mighty Set, God of Chaos and Darkness…" Osiris prayed. "…my Master, forgive my foolishness…I have failed in giving you the Pharaoh's soul to avenge those sacrificed at Ka'elna. Please, my Master, I will not let you down. I trade my mortality in exchange for my true power to be freed from my Heart." Osiris put her forehead against the stone floor. "I pray to you, my Master-I, Osiris of Ka'elna, pledge my life to the Synergies of the Shadow Realm!"
So have you pledged it-so shall it be done, Osiris of Ka'elna. But be warned, my servant. This is a burden that is too much for an average soul.
Osiris rose to one knee. "I am not a mere soul, Master! I am the only one of Ka'elna to bathe my hands in the blood of our transgressors! I have the power-and the desire to shoulder this burden! Let me lose my mortality! My powers over the Shadow Realm's synergies are absolute! Master, you chose me to be the executioner of those who dare to murder your people! I, Osiris of Ka'elna, will not rest as a mortal until I fulfill my purposes and duties bestowed upon my shoulders!"
That is true, my servant. You, who were once my priestess, have shed blood in my name. You were born with the power over the Shadow Realm's synergies. I have held them back but now you wish for them to be unleashed yet again. Do you wish for your guilt to be gone so badly?
Osiris closed her eyes to hide the glistening amethysts. "Please, Master! Just grant me my power!"
As you wish…but your mortality has already been taken…in exchange, I will take your adulthood. Should you ever turn higher than 19 years of living at any one time-you will be destroyed…Shock rippled through Osiris's body. She bowed her head, pressing her forehead on the cold stone before her.
"Yes, my Master. I…I understand and I accept the conditions…I swear my adulthood to you in exchange…"