Mummy Evolution

Back in the Kemet A-tier Tomb.

The Monkey pointed at a God's statue nearby. "Go piss on it."

Zainah and Zarah paused. Then, they both became horrified at once. The God Musson had been able to curse the Monkey into eternal loneliness. Now, the monkey had to kill anyone it sees or it will die.

What if this God became angry and lashed out the same curse on Sett?

What would he do if that happened?

"Sett, don't," Zainah blurted out. "This is too dangerous."

Zarah nodded. "Big brother, the monkey is pitiful but it is not worth angering a god over him."

Sett looked at them curiously. Look at how rational you became all of a sudden.

"You won't piss on the statue?" The Monkey asked with a laugh.

Sett looked at the God's statue that the monkey had pointed at. The statue had a malevolent mask, looking demonic at first glance. And unlike the statue he had destroyed long ago—the faceless statue—this one was not the same.

This statue depicted a specific God—Musson.

And tarnishing the statue was the same as tarnishing him. If the God noticed it, it wouldn't be a surprise if he ended up cursed. Since the Monkey had been cursed, it meant that Musson truly did have the power to do it.

Is it worth it?

To gain the approval of the monkey in return of potential wrath from a God?

Most chivalrous people might say yes.

After all, it was a demonic god. Musson had trapped the monkey in a cage of loneliness!

Who wouldn't want to spit on cruelty for the sake of cruelty?

But Sett's chivalry was not that.

He was not going to sacrifice his own freedom for spite.

"Are you afraid?" The Monkey's face closed in on Sett. "Are you terrified of Musson?"

Sett looked at it, nodded. "Indeed, I am. If he is a God, he is far too strong."

"Then does that mean you won't piss on a rock? Hahahaha! How cowardly!"

If it were a rock statue for a made-up religion, Sett would not have minded. But now, things were different. There was clear, plausible consequences for doing it.

"You are a coward, Sett. Heheh! Do you even deserve to lord over me? Maybe I should truly kill you."

Sett was calm. "Show me your curse, monkey."

"Hm, my curse?" It blinked. "How can I show it?"

"What is your curse exactly?"

"I have to kill everyone that I see and everyone who sees me. And if I don't, I will die when the day ends. That is the curse that Musson gave me."

That had made it trapped in this temple.

If it left, it would end up seeing people or other living beings. Even birds and worms were a threat for it. If it saw them, it had to kill them. Otherwise, it would die!

Thus, it had spend years in solitude.

Sett shrugged and spread his arms. "Seems like a bunch of make-believe nonsense to me." He smirked. "Have you ever truly tested your curse, monkey? Have you ever truly seen it at work? What if it was just a prank to frighten you?"

The Monkey snarled. "The God Musson himself told me that I am cursed. Do you think I am foolish?"

"Oh, now you believe in Musson?"

The Monkey was startled. Then, it shook its head. "Gods don't lie."

"What if it was just a lie? What if you were never cursed to begin with? What if your loneliness was created by you and not some god?"

"I told you Gods can't lie." The Monkey scratched its head.

Sett was surprised. Gods really can't lie?

Why?

Then, he looked at the monkey and asked: "Then why don't we test it? You were willing to die anyway. So, let us spend this day together and wait for your curse to kick in. If that happens, we can know for sure if it was all a big lie or not.

"If your curse indeed does not kick in, I will go piss on that statue."

The Monkey stood around for a while, then sighed. "Sure, let's do it."

Then, they sat down in silence.

Zarah and Zainah stood protectively around Sett.

"Old Monkey," Zarah said, "I have a clear feeling that you were fooled by this God."

"Humph. The drivel of a foolish child."

Zarah humphed. "When you become my big bro's slave, see me use you as my pet. You won't be so smug then."

Sett gave her a smack in the head. Aren't you ruining your big brother's chances, you arrogant young mistress?

She pouted.

Then, they began to chatter idly about each other.

"You know, big sis is such an overthinker, right? Why is she thinking about everything all the time. Sometimes, you know Sett, she should just rest."

"Yeah, that's true."

Zainah rubbed her nose. "I can't control that."

"That's such a loser's mindset," Sett said with a laugh. "You are setting limits on yourself, so of course you can't do it. If you just start believing you can do it, but you just don't know how, you will be able to do it. Nothing is impossible."

The Monkey scoffed. "Some things are impossible. Mortals can't even stay standing in front of gods, for example."

Sett sneered. "That's what you say. But what if there are methods that could counteract the God's power and make us stand?"

"You haven't seen a God! You don't know what I know! Some mortals might be able to bear seeing Gods, but no one can stand in front of one!"

Sett shrugged. "You should see this one Door I know. If you asked it, it will tell you how to make that impossibility a possibility."

Zarah nodded. "Yeah Monkey, you are a monkey so you won't know. Listen to my big bro."

Zainah blinked.

Sett wrapped his hand around her shoulder and said quietly to her. "Don't be so silent all the time. Your opinions matter, okay? Say something."

She strained a smile. "I feel like I have nothing worthy to say."

"Then say some nonsense and I will mock you for it."

"I don't want to be mocked…"

"Why?"

"... I don't know."

"Just speak, okay? I like hearing your voice."

She nodded after some thought. "You better don't mock me."

"What will you do if I did?" He smirked.

"Then I will remain silent."

"Oh? You are going to use your blackmailing skills on me?" His grin widened and he tightened his arm around her. "I will do it right here if you don't speak."

She was nearly frightened to death. Don't you have no shame, you bastard? The monkey and Zarah heard that!

"I will speak, alright?" she asked with a quivering voice. "So, what do we talk about? Hm, yeah, let's say, Zarah, did you learn new battle skills, do you think they are useful?"

Sett chuckled. Zainah really wasn't that good at conversations.

Just like that—hours passed.