can see you and talk to you, pieces come back to me and put together like a puzzle. It is still far from complete and some things will certainly remain in the dark, but everything important will be found again for sure. "He smiled at him. He was aware that there was still so much he had to learn and should achieve again in order to do justice to all of his former friends.
“Do you think there are indicators ?!” Mana looked up at him and there were big question marks in her eyes.
"What do you mean?", Mahado hacked, wondering more about the fact that Mana knew this word.
"Well, triggers that help our prince to remember. He said he remembered a little only after he saw us. So it can also work with the others and certain things or situations incite his memories ."Tried to explain and it even sounded conclusive and not clumsy.
"We'll see," replied Atemu who was gradually wondering that she was so confused about him: "Will you let go of me? Then it'll be better."
"Oh yes .. of course, Prince! But I missed you so much ...", she admitted somewhat meekly. "More than anyone else. I was one of the few who survived the fight back then and therefore had to go on without you."
"Right ...", Atemu nodded concerned. He remembered from the fragments of the Game of Shadows that Mana was one of the few he didn't see die. She survived him. "How was it? After I disappeared ?!"
"Hm ...", she only thought for a moment: "Exhausting ... Seth became your successor and then he rebuilt everything. I helped him and took over the Millennium Ring after Mahado. In the new council around Pharaoh Seth, I took over all the duties of my teacher and became a great lady ... Well ... as far as I was able. I have also missed all my life, even if it wasn't too long. A good three years after Seth became pharaoh, I got sick. Because Karim is no longer alive and his successor did not have his knowledge, nobody could help me and I died young. "Mana spoke freely away from the liver, it did not bother her that it had been so. It had been her fate and her life, albeit brief, had been exciting and fulfilling.
"Oh .. did you have the children?", The Pharaoh looked at her questioningly. He had always wondered which man would take Mana as his wife.
"No. After you and Mahado died, I threw myself into the construction and wasted no time on love or something. I was also looking forward to seeing Egypt bloom again, which unfortunately wasn't granted to me for long." She stretched and grinned broadly: "But it's nice here too! And since you're here now, we can think about whether we should ask the gods to send us back and start a new life. I would be sooo happy if we could have a real one together Could have life. Experience a lot and travel around the world! It's great here, but also a bit boring in the long run ... Being dead isn't always as fun as you might think.
"That it could be funny to be dead is just something you can think of! Who howled like a waterfall when I died?", Mahado objected and grunted a little.
"But that was different! I lost you! And I also got to ...", Mana stopped ... She hadn't cried like that for any of the others, because in the confusion of the days that followed, everyone's tears had dried up. But she cried later after the battle was over and she was calm. She still remembered the shrine in which she had set fresh lotus flowers every day until her death and where she wept, prayed and talked to the dead for her friends.How many messages she had sent them into the hereafter, she had not counted anymore and hoped again and again from the heart that their souls had arrived safely in the west and had been accepted by Osiris. She had hardly known such good and pure souls as those of her friends, only the fact that Atemu had not yet been to the realm of the dead, had hit her hard when she came after. She had been looking forward to him most of all. Her prince and dear friends and that was exactly who hadn't been there ... He had disappeared from her. But then she understood, without a mummy, Ka, Ba and Ach were trapped in the space and inaccessible to the West. All the more astonishing that he was here now.
"Where's your mummy ?!" she wanted to know.
"My mummy ?!" he repeated, puzzled; "How did you come to this?!"
"Well. We have all buried your corpse could not be found, but mummified. But since you are here, it will have been found and also mummified. Otherwise your oh would no longer have a home and your ba would not have come to the realm of the dead "explained Mana.
"Hm ... I don't know who I'm honest with ..." Atemu had to admit. I found a friend and host in a young man who carried my ba with him until we both learned a lot and learned a lot from each other in order to separate. At the last exam I gained my freedom and went to you ... I don't remember exactly how you died and where ... "It felt strange. So something wasn't right after all. Not everything like it Should he be ... Whether he could look through his oh? Or would he then get lost in the desert of the red-haired god and be chased through time by his beast, like everyone else who had been buried in the hot sand?
"Really ?!", Mana frowned and looked up at her old teacher.
"Sorry Mana, but you will have to ask others. Mistress Isahra could certainly have told us, but I don't know. My domain is magic, not that which goes beyond the horizon of mortal humans. We will have to wait . The gods will still really welcome our masters and talk to him. The heart will be weighed ... It won't be long and they will call him to them, "replied Mahado calmly and looked up to the sky of the underworld:" I am myself sure that this last test will be positive. "
Atemu had listened to him. That name ... that his old friend had called ... somehow it sounded familiar. Well known, but in his last shadow play against Zork this name was never mentioned ... No Isahra ... it could not have been a woman or girl in his world of memory. If Mahado was right and she knew things that went beyond mortal life, then she was certainly regarded and no one who was unknown at his court would have been. He remembered his staff ... Mahado, Mana, Karim, Shada, Isis, Seth, Akunadin, Shimon plus his father and mother, many servants and friends, with or without names ... High old priests and the names of the gods broken by more Gaps when memories were in his head.He should probably stop thinking about it because it wouldn't do him any good.
"Then the gods will give him all his memories back?", Mana burst out a question.
"I think if our ruler passes the weighing of the heart positively, then he will regain his memories. Our gods will surely reward him with it, since he has saved our world," Mahado replied confidently.
"Don't worry, Mana, I'll definitely remember who the time is, when I have to and when it is important."
The temple was similar in size to that in Karnak. Huge gates with reliefs of the ancient gods and time, flanked by columns overgrown with papyrus and lotus a good five meters high. Patterns and texts in hieroglyphic form continued on the walls and described the ceremony for the cradle of the heart. Osiris, Maat, Thot, Nepththys and Anubis were shown in their human form. Ra, Horus, Isis and other gods were depicted in their animal form.
"Welcome!" The left gate swung open and a young beauty stepped out of the temple. Her black hair was braided into braids and her robe clung almost transparently to her flawless body. Her eyes were open and focused only on Atemu. "Greetings, Atemu, beloved son of the gods and their children. My sisters and brothers are already waiting for you in their midst. Follow me, my Pharaoh."
"Who's that ?!" Mana whispered in surprise.
"Nepththys ...", Mahado rolled his eyes: "Your memory is once again under all hell, my lady."
"It's okay!" Interrupted the goddess. "It is okay, because every person usually only sees me here, when passing through to their destination. However, you have waited here to take the last step together with your masters. So be silent now, young lady and magician, because in the halls of the gods only he who is of divine blood or who is asked to speak is allowed to do so, because you have already shown your heart against the mate. "
Mana nodded with a slightly intimidated look and looked at Atemu who bowed to the goddess. "I will bow to your judgment, high lady."
Without a word, Nepththys turned and went first. She led Atemu, Mahado and Mana through dark corridors that were only dimly lit, just enough to see the way. After twenty minutes, in which it was difficult for Mana to remain silent, they reached another door that opened in front of them, as it slid open silently on both sides.
"Step into the light, young Pharaoh, the friends are staying behind," said the goddess in a gentle voice and held out her hand to him. "Fear is no longer necessary here, my son. The only thing that counts here is your heart and your deeds that you yourself are aware of. If a conscience is already clear, then you have already found your inner mate."Atemu hesitantly grabbed the hand, even if he didn't know why, and let himself be led into the circle of light that had flared up in front of him. How was he supposed to be pure with himself when he no longer knew what his life was like then?
In the shadows to his left and right, he could see his friends, Karim, Shada, Mahado, Mana, and Shimon. Seth and Isis were born again, so it was clear that she couldn't be here, just a hint of her self to be present. Hidden in the shadows was the feeling of kind benevolent eyes ...
His gaze fell to the floor as he stopped in the middle of the light to pay respect to the gods. Without permission he would not look at any of the gods, no matter what form they would appear in, but he felt how figures emerged from the dark.
"Lift your gaze, Atemu, son of Akunumkanon and his sister, who carries the divine blood of his mother in his veins, son of