#ennead ff

Now! have come up with a smal Prologue that somewhat showes in wich direction the ff is ment to go. Might also uplode this on watpad later. Anyway hope you like it✨

(please keep in mind that English is not my fist language and i struggle with comas🙃).

Fate always has its way…

Way back to the creation of Kemet there was the goddess Ra, the goddes of the sun. She made life on the planet Earth possible in the first place. Sitting at the top of the gods of Heliopolis, she ruled the Realm. Next to her stood the god of fate, mostly known as either "the weaver" or "Y/N.". Y/N, just as Ra was a god, borne of chaos itself. He chose the fate of all life on earth and wove it into strings that were meant to never intertwine or brake. Y/n, though worshiped by the mortals alongside Ra, was not as found of the world as his Sister was. His duty had exhausted him, and once he deemed his work finished, he had bid Ra goodbye and gone to a deep sleep in one of his temples. Ra having sworn to not awaken him kept her promise, and so the god of fate slumbered eon after eon. The humans, not knowing why the god of fate suddenly no longer answered their prayers, though he might have merged with Ra and they stopped worshipping him. Soon the worship of the "Weaver of fate" had been fully forgotten by the humans, but no one could have known that "the weaver" would soon rise from his slumber. To find his glorious work demolished.

Ps: To Whoever reads this, early happy holidays ✨

Chapter 1: Can't a god just leave once in a while?

Y/n pov:

Silence...nothing but pure silence. The only thing you could hear were the trickles of sand grains moving with the wind. The darkness of the wide void of chaos was calming and blocking out every type of prayer directed to me. No please for help, no request for wealth, love or revenge and no curses to my name. Fate was a strange thing. Once woven, it can’t be changed. At least, it should not be able to be changed.

Everything was just as the last few eons I spent sleeping in this dimension of peace, until it suddenly wasn't.

It started as a tingle...a slight tingle easily  ignored, not wanting to care i did exactly that. Then it became more and more noticeable until it became a thrumming headache I simply could not ignore. With a groan of frustration, my eyes flutter open. I slowly push my body up to sit straight. I run a hand through my hair and look around me. There was no one in sight, no one that could have possibly awoken me. The walls of the chamber were covered in cracks. and dust had settled on the ground. I winced as my headache became stronger. I had not felt such a strong disturbance of fate in all my time asleep or awake. With a frown written all over my face, I make my way to the giant sun boat of Ra. Everything seemed normal on my way. There was neither a distraction nor a giant war worth the effort of getting up. After a while of looking around, I had arrived at the sun boat. "Ra! What might you have done?” Before I could keep looking, I appeared right in front of the golden, gleaming throne. On top, the charismatic woman I was borne to call my sister. She still had the provocative smirk on her face like all those years ago. She rested her head on her hand and soon spoke. "Y/n my dear weaver of fate. You have taken your time to awake. haven't vou?". I bite my tongue and walk up the stairs to sit down on the throne-like chair next to her. "Don't mock me. Tell me. What have vou done to cause such a disturbance to the strings of fate?” She just chuckled and shook her head. "haven't done anything." She said. sitting up straight and starring at me. "But you are right. A lot of stuft happened while vou were gone. Do you want me to tell you, dear brother?” “Just tell me so I can get rid of this headache.” She rose to her feet and started to explain what had happened over the years and how Seth had killed Osiris and taken his place as pharaoh after Osiris had taken it from Ra herself. She explained how Seth had ruled with blood and terror until isis managed to conceive a child with Osiris by resurrecting him for a short moment so the child could regain the Throne. The boy named Horus managed to do so, and Seth was sentenced to go on a mission to redeem his sins as a half god, and just then he would get his divinity back.

I look at her in complete shock as I take in the things she just said. This was not meant to happen in any turn of events. Seth was married to Nephthys, and the both of them should have children. They should be happy together, just as Isis and Osiris were meant to be happily married. I hold my face in my hands as I get up. "And vou did not intervene!?” Ra huffed. "It is not my Job to look after everything you know. I did my duty while a certain someone went to nap for a while. How should I have known that the way things were going weren't planned out by you?” I sigh and nod. She was right. If I had been awake, I could have fixed the problem by its source but considering what Ra told me. this would not be easily fixed. Nothing could be fixed

The only way to solve this would be to either mess with the spectrum of time and space or to cut the thread of destiny and forge it new again. The first option was not possible since it was too risky, and yet the second one didnt seem particularly better. But it had to be done. "Ra, where is Seth right now? I know that you know so don't pretend that you don't.” She just glanced at me and then closed her eyes for a moment. She then opened her eyes again. "He is currently roaming the streets of a few villages not far from here. Causing a turmoil as always" I just nod and walk towards the exit.

“What are you going to do, brother?” I turn to look at her. "I'm going to do what needs to be done. I will try to bring everything back to its best outcome possible without messing even more stuff up”.

(d/s/c) = disguise skin color

(d/h/c) = disguise hair color

shendyt = that one Egyptian skirt thingy✨

What have i done to you?

The sand under my feet crunched with each of my steps. I sigh as I look around the wide desert, still no sight of the village Seth might be in. Traveling would be so much easier if my powers hadn't gone to sleep with me back then. They had not been in use for a while, and with that, they were limited for now. Limited to at least changing my appearance to stay undercover, but traveling with simple teleportation would have been much easier! I keep on walking, the sun shining bright as ever. After hours of travel, I finally spotted a small village. I was disguised as a (d/s/c) tall and (d/h/c) haired man. My hair was covered by a hood that hid a lot of my face. Around my waist I wore a white linen shendyt with the rest of my body bare. I looked like a normal traveling worker. “I better try to avoid slave owners or the market at all. The people there could only cause trouble”.I was able to make out the presence of the former god of the desert somewhere in this village, but at the moment he was a half god. His divine essence was too little to mark it out directly. "Guess I have to find him like this." I mumble and start to roam through the little alleys past small houses and market stands.The

sun was starting to set, which frustrated me immensely since that man was nowhere in sight! I sit down at a small dock near a lake and run my hands over my face. Just as I was looking up into the sky and studying my surroundings, I spotted a body on the other side of the lake. Just as I spotted the red hair hidden beneath the hood, I slipped into the water. My face was grimacing as my feet hit the mud-covered ground of the lake.

"And some humans smear this stuff on their faces... disgusting." I swam over to the other side, my clothes now dripping wet. I now kneel next to the red-haired man. His body was bruised and bleeding at some parts of his body. "This man.. you are helpless in the world you created, are you not?" I turn him around on to his back and place a hand on his forehead to feel for a fever. His temperature was slightly cold. I turn to look behind me as I hear soft steps. I was expecting a wild animal, but instead there stood a small boy with leaves and sticks in his arms. The boy looks at me confused, as if he did not expect someone else here. I sit down next to Seth and wave at the boy. The boy just looks at me and then smiles. He started to make a fire a few feet away, and I started to use the cloak of Seth to place him on top so he was not sleeping on the ground. My eyes linger on the man as I pull a strand of beautifully red hair out of his face. Such nice hair... the only being of gods that I had blessed with the color of the rising and setting sun. A color seen as chaos and blood in the eyes of others...such a strange way to interpret it.

I remember the day I had spun his fate. I sat in my workplace with a white string in my hand. Ra had just been outplayed by Thoth in a game of chess, which caused her to close her eyes for three days. In those days the children of Shu the god of wind, and Tefnut the goddess of moisture, Geb and Nut brought forth their children. Four beautiful young godlings. Gods for which I had to spin a string of fate each. That must have been the moment where I had my first slipup. That day, my exhaustion had been immeasurable. I knew that I should have stopped and that fate was to be treated with full awareness, but my thick-headed self just had to keep going. I had already spun the cords for Isis and Nephthys, as well as Osiris. Just as I was about to begin the fate of Seth using a spindle, I stung myself with the needle. Harshly pulling my hand back, I watched as the blood ran down the needle and dyed the white thread red. It is a beautiful color and always has been. The pain of the needle made me aware once more of the Fact that I had to be careful. I chose to give his hair the color of blood, the one thing keeping humans and animals alive. Now that I think about it. Seth's fate must have been without problems, but those of his siblings must have....simply made no sense, and so everything must have happened. There was no one to blame for this dilemma but me.

I look back down at Seth. While doing so a question did not leave my mind.

I had some problems on how i want to portray the plot since i am still waiting on new updates on the original Manga. I dont want to writ something one for it to then no longer make sense. But here i am with the next chapter after a few…well months…

Chapter 4. 1/…

“Some people Deserve cruelty”

Y/N POV

I look at him confused. Priest? His priest, I swear to Duat, I could not imagine being a priest of his. They were... well, they were like him. Irrelevant. I understood the point. Priests were high-set people. They were the direct person under their god and with that, not to be harmed.

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The men had no right to question the actions of their god, and yet they were foolish enough to do so. I shake my head to myself. I should not be surprised if humans are one thing, then they are foolish. Once we reach the tent, Seth immediately goes to lie down. His energy must have been spent. He was a god no more, so such a show of power must be exhausting for him. The next hours were spent with Seth reading through the scrolls the people of the caravan had brought him. They mostly consisted of their trading plans. While he worked I kept watch. I could not get rid of the feeling that something was wrong. As night arrived and Scht got into another argument with the bearded man, I decided to take a stroll through the camp. I walk for a while until I stand in front of a big tree. Up in the branches sat the very same hawk of my dreams. I gazed at him for a while before taking in the scent that came from the animal. I reach for it and, like a plum, pluck it off the branch it was sitting on. With gentle hands I held it as it gazed up at me. "You carry the scent of my grandniece, little one. Are you blessed by the sky?" The animal does not answer me.

You have been watching for a while now, haven't you?. I do not feel any type of ill intent from you, which is a nice change for once. " I smile and gently let go. „I feel like I might trust you. Come, we will head back to the tent. It'll be very dark soon." The bird did not complain. I walked back to the tent and found it empty. I could hear Seth screaming from the outside but not like he was in need of assistance. I place the bird on the bed and sit down beside it. It started to sit down on the pile of Seth's clothes that was folded neatly. He seemed quite comfortable. Just then Seth returned, looking slightly sweaty as if he had chased someone. As the bird spotted him, it immediately flew towards him, clinging to his face. I walk towards him and pluck the animal off his face.,, "That's not how one greets gods," I say and place the animal on the table instead. Just then I feel a slight tingle in my head and stare into the distance out of the tent. You should rest for now. I have...something to do." I say without looking at Seth. I walk out of the tent and away from the whole settlement a bit further into the desert. Normally the desert calmed me. It was quiet.

Nothing like the exhausting humans or my siblings. I look up into the starry sky. Nut....

"You could have done something, you know. You must have seen it. How could

you not have seen what happened right under your nose? I know Ra does not give a shit. She has fun when things go down. Especially when they play out in her favor, but you? I thought you cared for your children. You were meant to care...at least. But it seems not only Seth's fate has changed. It still confuses me who messed with my plans. If I don't find them, then the threat of me losing myself is too great. "I look back at the the vast desert. „Something rotten lurks in the sands, something bad will happen, and someone is watching with greedy eyes: I shall leave this place: I need to regain my powers. Somewhere a temple of mine should still exist. Some type of worship for the god of Fate must still be practiced, or else I would no longer be able to use my magic at all. With that in mind, I walk back into the camp. Hours must have passed since the sun began to set. I stand above Seth and place my hand on his forehead. With a soft chant, I focus on the fate I had once woven for him.

The last one I wove. „May my power guide you. May it give you power to face what you have done. To admit to your wrongdoings and accept that you will have to redeem yourself." The soft golden glow lessens, and I step back. I had told Seth earlier that I had something to do. I hoped that he would not look for me when he noticed I was still gone.

So with the rising, I started to walk off into the desert. I had to head back to Heliopolis and talk to Ra. She must know of some temples in service to me. I also had to talk to Thot but as far as I know finding him would not be that easy.

I hated traveling by foot. It was simply annoying and unbelievably slow! Two days later I found myself finally at the entrance of the big palace. I quickly discard the form I had chosen to disguise my identity. With that I step into the halls, making my way towards the rooms where Ra tends to dwell. Servants walked past me with confused looks. Obviously the servants who served me in the past no longer lived. I was somewhat hoping that on the way to find Ra I would not run into others, but

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The moment I walked around a corner I saw someone walk towards me. Sekhmet. How ironic. I was planing on ignoring her but no one is really able to ignore chaos once it arrives. As I walked past her, she turned around and stuck to my back. She walked with me for a good while before starting to talk. „When did you wake up uncle"? I did not answer her, "Why did you not tell others you have awoken, Uncle?" She asked, her smile getting wider, "Everyone would have been delighted to hear the news. Especially after the beautiful fate you have given them."

With that, I stop in my tracks. "I do not like you, you know?" She just chuckles. „I do know. You like control. I am the opposite of control. I think we balance each other out splendidly." I let out a sigh. She was right. Chaos is affecting all and everyone. The only thing Chaos should not shake was fate. That is because in each fate theré was a perfect amount of chaos already integrated. „You seem troubled. Did something slip past your all-knowing gaze? Oh wait..you slept; your eyes weren't even open," she said, laughing out. I take another step towards her, and if her mask were not covering her face, I would be looking into her eyes. „You had nothing to do with this. I know that you did not mess with my plan.

Maybe you messed with me, but I also wrote your fate to make sure the world stays balanced. Because if chaos is left unsupervised, the Divine Balance might crumble, and with it all we know today. Even gods. I might be able to control fate, but all I am doing is planning out a path for others. I cannot write my own fate. As the weaver, it is simply impossible for me to do so. If one wants to shake fate, they would have to shake me first. Convince me to change one's fate. That is why. I went to bed. If I'm asleep, nothing could happen. At least that's what I thought. I was proven wrong. Now I know you do not care about a lot of things; just know one thing.

Even your precious Hathor won't be spared by the consequences of this mischief maker if I don't find out who is messing with me." Her posture changed slightly.

„Now where is your mother?" "Down the hall," she says and then vanishes into thin air. I, in fact, found my sister on one of the grand balconies of the palace. "You have returned at last, Brother. What brings you here? Your mood seems to be dulled." I sit down next to her on the railing and nod. „You really haven't seen anything?

You don't know who could have messed with my plans? You are meant to see everything the sun touches, you know." She nods. "I know, but I did not, no. Maybe it was during the night while I was busy with Appep. Maybe during a sun Finsternis. I cannot tell you." I look up at her. She has always been much taller than me. „Then help me in another way. Tell me; are there temples left? "Of my people, I mean?" She thinks for a moment before speaking. „Mh. People were a bit confused once you slept. The humans who worshipped you were informed through gossip, and most of them chose other gods to worship. But if I remember correctly, your high priest and his family stayed. Do you remember your furthest temple in the east?" I did remember. The temple was the first temple my sister had built for me. She said it was not acceptable that a god like me would have no temple to call my own. To mock me or since she simply wanted me close to her, she built the temple in the east, where the sun would rise each day. She said that since the sun marked a new beginning each day, fate should also mark a new life's start, and the place she picked would be perfect. The temple was pretty once it was finished: I wished that it would not be so big, and she accepted it.

"Yes, I remember the témple." "As far as I know, the people there still remain in your service. It is the only place I know of, I'm afraid." I nod and keep on sitting there for a while. "You know, your power would return if the people would see you. Know of your return. We could arrange a feast. It could also be a good sign to the people that you woke up with Horus claiming the throne. It is like fate returned with the rightful king." "Oh please, if that were the case, I would have woken up when Osiris became king. He was meant to be a good-willed god, and it all went wrong!" I run a hand through my hair before I let out a sigh. "You're pregnant again?" She nods.

"Look, that also wasn't your fate." "When will you have children, brother? I'm sure you'd make fine children." "I don't want children." "That is a lie." She says chucking. "I know you loved looking after all my children and grand and grand-grand children. So why not have your own?" "I would not know with whom. Sure there are a lot of lovely goddesses, but none of them quicken my heart." "A human maybe." "Oh please, I don't want to release demigods of my blood on to the world.

Imagine demigods who get my traits. The ability to somehow mess with fate or time. That thought frightens me." She laughs out loud and shakes her head before placing a hand on my shoulder. "You will find someone some day, I'm sure." "Yes, maybe some day…..By the way, who is the father of your current child?" "That is a secret". I pout slightly. "I hate secrets." "I know you do. Now on your way you go. I'm sure you have a lot to work on."

I stand up and turn away, leaving the balcony. On my way back I spotted another familiar face. It was Isis. I was not in the mood to talk to others anymore, so ljust. walked past her without a word.

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I am starting to realize that i am way to obsessed with Ennead. Since the second season came to an end i am simply waiting till i can buy the new volumes to place them on my bookshelf✨😭

Seth POV

“An Offering? Who asked you bastards to do such a thing”?! I was livid. To offer up a kid to a god. Then again, I had just encouraged this type of behavior weeks ago before the trial, having supported the slaughter of boys and women. I shake my head as I walk up to them. Having revealed my true identity to them, they immediately lead me to the cage they kept the said boy in. The man that had clung to me since last morning was walking after us. Ripping open the cage, I groan.

“Was this the only child?” I asked the men of the caravan, who trembled slightly and went down on all fours. “Y-yes indeed. These children were hard to catch. Please forgive us, our lord, for not having prepared a proper offering for you”. More men came. They were asking loud questions, not knowing yet who stood before them. I huff and pull down the cloth that was hiding my face, revealing my red hair to them. “Offerings have been banded for how long now? And you're still screwing around! You useless humans don’t even recognize your own master”?! The men, as expected, knelt down in panic. Soon we were brought to a tent where I sat down on a throne looking over the men. One stood to my side waving air at me. The still-anxious uncle of the boy stood behind me. Men came up trying to take him away, but something in me told me to stop them. “What are you doing! Are you trying to take my priest with you as well”?

Y/N POV

I look at him confused. Priest? His priest, I swear to Duat, I could not imagine being a priest of his. They were... well, they were like him. Irrelevant. I understood the point. Priests were high-set people. They were the direct person under their god and with that not to be harmed.

Note: Now we arrived at the unavoidable time where Seth meets the foreign god and i am honestly unsure if i will be able to write his perspective convincing but i will try✨

I know i ask you guys a lot but i just want to know something real quick. Do we want Y/n to end up with someone? If yes with who?

Note: Now while writing this i somewhat realized that the boy actually vanishes at one point and does not return at least as far as i know. Do we want to find him or not?

Seth POV

What did he mean? He talked as if he had any knowledge about me in the first place. “That’s none of your concern.” The man kept looking at me, and somehow his eyes made me feel lightheaded. They were... familiar. Familiar in a nice way. I shake my head, confused by my own thoughts. But I was right about those eyes. I knew them. But from where?

Y/N POV

I gently rock the boy in my arms. He was still yet a child, and therefore he soon fell asleep. I was unsure of his origin, but he was way too trusting. I looked back up at Seth and saw him stare at me. I knew that he knew something was up. “You should sleep, you had not slept a lot last night.” As if my words were laced with a spell, he fell asleep. Up in the tree we were somewhat safe for now. At least from predators. My heart ached looking at the boy. I wonder if Seth knew that this might have been his doing. His fault that this boy is used to wanderin the streets alone. Well, not anymore. He was under my protection now. Sooner or later Seth would find out who I was. But what to do then…He had gone through so much, and I take it he would not react nicely to me revealing my true nature. After all, I had allowed all of this to take place in the first place. Irrelevant if intentional or not, the man had deep-rooted trauma (you see what I did there 🥲?). I sigh and lean back against the thick tree trunk. I did not sleep long since I was woken up by a loud thud. I look down at the ground and see Seth lying there on the ground with eyes wide open. Just then I notice the boy missing. “Hey, this is not funny. Come out.” I say out loud as I climb down the tree and look around. Seth, meanwhile, stood up and bent over in pain. It must have been his empty stomach. I throw over the rest of the lentils to him. “The boy. The boy? Have you seen him”? He shook his head and ate as he slowly regained his posture. He stood up, and then I heard a slight gasp. “What?” I turn to look at him, and then I saw it. The village lit on fire, forcing all of one’s attention upon itself as it burned in the dark of the night. “That’s his village.” I mumbled out, and surprisingly quick, Seth ran past me over to the village. I followed close behind him. As we arrived in the village, the scent of blood and burned flesh hit my nose. It was a sickening smell only worsened by the nearby river. Seth stopped a man asking what was happening, but the man only pulled free from his grasp and kept running. Meanwhile sputtering out one or a few words, but only one was really understandable. The Caravan. The caravan was not always, but most often, a selfish lot. They did not stop at anything selling humans and goods all over the place. At that they claim to worship no other but the god of war and the desert, Seth. One could hear them calling out his name, looking for no other but the man beside me. We kept on walking, hidden away in the dark alleyways. “We have to find him, but where could he be?” I was talking to myself as Seth sat on a box trying to force down a raw onion. “Be quiet, will you? It won’t help if we get caught. Then your nephew is done for”. I knew he was right, but still. I very much wanted to have him back. As I calmed myself, we could overhear some soldiers of the caravan talking. They were talking about why Seth would be hiding in a place like this one, claiming that it was only an argument to raid the village in the first place. I did not care about what they told me; that was until I heard one of them mention having captured a boy earlier that was to be offered to their god. A chill ran down my back. That humans had such cruel sides to themselves still scared me sometimes. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a loud crash. I look up to see Seth looking down at them with a look of irritation on his face.