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█ To Commune with Set is to stand barefoot in an endless, scorching desert. The sun illuminates all, scalding the shadows themselves out from underneath whomever enters his dominion; the arch of gentle, distant, waves of sand mask the precarious chasms, towering dunes akin to mountains. The sense of vastness, timelessness, is of particular notice, lending itself to the alien, eldritch quality of his mind. There is a dark storm in the distance, and you know intimately that this divine being is far from benign. You cannot bargain with a force of nature. You can only survive it. COMPATIBLE WITH: Exalt, Iconoclast REPELLED BY: Advocate

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[ There is a shattered thing inside of him, a chasm of agonizing doubt and pain. Something has torn itself to pieces within him, left him mad and bereft and barely clinging to the scraps of sanity and motivation. Injuries are both ancient and new, and her touch in their Communion is both a balm and something he has likely never felt before.

It does, however, feel like the way he would reach out to his own child. The way he yearns to hold Anubis in his arms and kiss his small hands, his fat fingers and palms until his child giggles and coos and looks at him with his beautiful, dark eyes that knew no lies or pain. He wants to return to his wife and son, he wants to go back. He cannot.

If he chooses Yima, he knows he will embrace his despair and fall into her arms for comfort. It will be like -- it will be like running away. ]

Let me try, [ he asks of this strange woman, who will not loathe him for his decision. ] I don't think you're wrong, Yima. I truly do not.

[ He was not made for good things, he knows now. He is a god of war. Fighting is in his nature, as much as disorder is. ]

You have my faith. But, I must go to my punishment, and keep my promise. If I fail in that -- you will have me.

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Long as it will take... and whatever becomes of you, I will wait.

I will wait for you.

[ the ghost of a sensation presses into his hair - the softness of a chaste and reassuring kiss, one that will leave him slowly finding a new rose blooming among those of stark red--

black as void, it shimmers with countless bright flecks across its petals - gleaming stars inside each petal as if it contained a universe inside it.

...and then, she is gone, leaving nothing but the lingering scent of home in her wake.

LOREMASTER NOTE: whenever Set reaches inside of himself for comfort, he will find himself temporarily pacified for short bursts of time each time he touches Yima's flower. a petal drops each time the flower is touched, and will die once all are expired. you may choose however many (within reason) you'd like and use them as you see fit! ]