There were those who walked the earth who looked not into the eyes of Nut, but whose ears were caught by the whispering hiss of Apep on the threshold of dream. There were some who, looking into his eyes, were hypnotised by his gaze and saw only him, bowing down and worshipping before him, seeking their own reflection in the mirrored glance.
Caught by the illusion of power, blinded to its destructive darkness, they sought dominion over others, seeking to be as the gods. Do you not know, O Man, that the rule of the gods is not dominion but service?
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