In the dark.
"Father God, Father God... Father God, wake up."
A slightly weak voice kept echoing in Sun God Ra's ears, causing him to slowly come back to his senses—the awakened Sun God Ra soon discovered his current predicament.
His hands were shackled with a peculiar kind of lock—this lock not only sealed his divine power but also continuously suppressed the strength of his body.
He hadn't felt this way in a long time... weak like a mortally sick human.
Not just him... His daughter, the goddess Maat, was also bound with a special lock—and compared to him, the situation of his daughter Maat was even more severe!
"Are you hurt?"
The blood stains on the shoulder and abdomen revealed that his daughter's condition was extremely bad. Sun God Ra instantly furrowed his brow—this was his most beloved daughter; otherwise, he wouldn't have left the goddess Maat behind and bestowed the Scales of Good and Evil upon her.
"Father God..." Maat hesitated.
