[Set at least isn't entirely invalid for thinking D is Anubis when D also had to wonder if Anubis was simply another him in a different timeline, created by the Sacred Ancestor.

The strength in Set is commendable. D staggers forward, slipping through the threshold of the door before he can get the power to halt briefly again. A righteous sort of flame licks up in him, twisting his expression.]

You can't be sure she hasn't given you lies. I thought you were lamenting being swayed into a trap.

[It's a bit mean, but still. Maybe the factions are another trap.]

Let go. I won't have pieces of another inside of me. If you want him back, you must fight for the worlds returned. What makes you believe putting what you have inside of me will help?