Schroeder Pevensie
I could only imagine what it would look and feel like to experience meeting a god. How interesting it would feel to stand in front of a powerful deity that represented something spectacular. The actual embodiment of traits and specialties. Little did I know, I would find myself staring face to face with the goddess of Scorpions and poison. An Egyptian goddess who played on the neutral grounds of godly affairs, for she believed that her poisons were so potent that who ever would be victim to her poison would have to have a vital reason. A single death, can be precise into killing something far bigger than what it represents.
"I've been watching you closely. Schroeder Pevensie." She knows my identity. Of course she does, she's a goddess after all? They pry into that kind of information without even having to ask. "and you're Serqet." The scorpions around this elegant temple gave it away, not to mention she looked to have a giant venmous tail behind her holding her up like it was some kind of chair. The last thing I remembered was falling into a pit, my body suddenly being stung by scorpions. Yet, here I am. How appropriate. "I know of your mission, young Pevensie. You seek to become an Acolyte? To have the influence of a god coursing through your veins? Thoth is worthy of your attention, however I provide other pathways for you to travel. Of course, you can always deny it and the poisons that's slipping in your blood stream can quickly kill you. To have my blessing is a curse." I kept a stoic expression, listening to the way she talked. The way she portrayed her elegant stature. Everything, flawless and sultry. " This doesn't really give me a choice" I muttered back. " I will give you what you want. I will teach you how to manipulate your victims. How to master different poisons. All of which will bring you one step closer to reaching your true godly potential. In return, you will do all you're bidding under my name. Spread who I am to your victims, I will grow stronger as well as you. " I could feel my rage beginning to grow, but I kept calm. I knew that every God would have their agenda and this was Serqets. The plan was one of survival, like many of the deities who are struggling to exist after the great Smite.
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