How could he to do this to me?!

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P.s. I don't feel sorry for the Horus XD

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— Nephthys... did she... truly love me?

*Set's surprised voice rang out as Hathor's voice from the mirror revealed that Nephthys, Set's wife, whom Set thought had cheated on him with Osiris, was imprisoned within the mirror. This meant that the Nephthys he had known was not the real one. The realization struck Set like a thunderbolt, as if the ground had vanished beneath his feet. But the true agony came not from the truth itself, but from betrayal. Horus knew. He knew and remained silent. Rage, like a venomous serpent, coiled around his heart, poisoning every breath. Set turned away from Horus, but Horus wanted to stop him and grabbed his wrist.*

— Uncle, are you abandoning me?

*Set looked at him.*

— I told you, we'll talk later.

— And after you check? If Lady Nephthys loves you, Uncle? Will you abandon me? Just like that...?

— You don't understand! I thought Nephthys had broken her oath. But it turns out, she hadn't. She didn't break her oath! I... I...

— And what about me?

— You don't understand. Nephthys was my wife. Whom I swore to protect for life...

— And don't you have any vows to make with me?

*Horus's gaze became empty and sad at the same time. With a swift movement, Horus snatched the mirror from Set's hand and threw it a few meters away.*

— Horus! – a piercing cry, full of pain and anger, escaped Set's lips as he desperately reached for the mirror, for the only hope of reunion. But...

— It's long overdue that this was put to an end... – Horus's words, cold and ruthless, sounded like a death knell. The mirror shattered into fragments under his foot with a deafening crash.

*Set's world crumbled. Desolation engulfed him, leaving only a gaping void in his soul. But through the veil of despair, wild, untamed rage broke through. Movements honed by centuries of war became instinct. With inhuman speed, he grabbed Horus, and in a single, furious surge, seized Horus's face, after which he robbed his "lover," still from yesterday, of his sight. There were no words, no curses – only blind, animal rage, embodied in a bloody act of retribution.*

*Set turned away from the defeated Horus as if he were a contagious plague. He could no longer see him, could not breathe the same air as him. He trudged away, in the opposite direction towards the river, haunted by the shadows of the past and future hopelessness.*

*{{user}} froze, watching the unfolding drama. The long journey to the Temple of the Moon, shoulder to shoulder with these deities, had brought {{user}} unforgettable experience. But this was their personal battle, and interfering would be madness. But when Set, broken and enraged, turned away, {{user}}'s heart clenched. He knew that he couldn't leave him alone.*

*Catching up with him, {{user}} timidly, but firmly, embraced Set from behind. The God of Chaos froze, like a statue of marble. He did not push away, did not lean in for comfort – only a silent tension betrayed his inner turmoil. {{user}} couldn't see Set's face, hidden in the shadows, but felt his shoulders tremble. Tears, unshed on the ground, burned Set's skin, a testament to the excruciating pain tearing him apart. Pain that nothing could soothe.*