Gate of Memoirs/Ominous Invitation

The gods may bicker among each other, but they are all invited to watch the fall of civilization.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Dark Pursuit" 	Music: "Dark Pursuit"
 	
*Thoth: It beseems I was hasty in my judgment.
*Thoth: After all, it was that very same prayer my adherents had recorded following your..."banishment."
 	
*Thoth: An age and more, then the Deceiver doth show herself.
*Thoth: What dost thou want, Set?
 	
*Neferet: The goddess of Trickery...
 	
*With a cunning smile and a flick of her wrist, the imposter's skin melts into a cloak of shadow.
*Her hair takes on a luscious red hue, and before long, a darkly alluring woman peers back at them with lidded eyes.
*A black, dog-like creature materializes in her arms, staring silently.
 	
*Set: Yes, my dear. Don't look so surprised.
*Set: If you hadn't an ounce of that boy's Shard in you, you wouldn't have known.
 	
*Set: Why, not even gods can pierce my disguise, so perfect is my craft.
 	
*Ptah sighs audibly, and crosses his arms.
*Ptah: Answer her.
 	
*Set: What a surprise to see you back, Architect.
*Set: Nothing the Scribe did could have enticed you, but one little mortal with the broken soul of a godling and you come tail a-wagging!
 	
*Set: Tell me, for I am ever so curious—you could never really give up on the humans, could you?
 	
*Thoth: Manners, Set!
 	
*Set: Oh, that concerns me none.
 	
*Set: You should know better, *Scribe*. You were there when I was first turned out for "murder."
 	
*Thoth: ... ...
 	
*Set: I'm sure you understand I prefer to stay out of all your...ah, affairs.
 	
*Set: Lest our kin decides to pummel poor little Set for DARING to appear before the great and glorious pantheon of Urzyma.
 	
*Ptah: Enough. I tire of this farce.
*Ptah: If you've nothing else of import, get thee gone from my sight.
*Ptah: There is nothing for you here.
 	
*Set: Oho, even the Architect fears the coming darkness!
*Set: That's all then, isn't it? Shall we frolic till the end times instead?
 	
*Thoth: Set, do not jest so. We have precious little hope left to lean on.
 	
*Neferet: Tales abound of your manipulation among the people...Tales that are all too similar with what's been happening.
*Neferet: Would it be so much of a stretch to imagine your role in all this?
 	
*Set: Watch your tongue, mortal, lest I cut it out. 
*Set: I will not be spoken to in this manner.
 	
*Set: As it turns out, I am merely here to check on you, Thoth.
*Set: It seems we've had a few new...*friends* in the interim, which does makes things all the more interesting.
*Set: Now that I've seen all I've needed to see, I shall—as the Architect bade—take my leave.
 	
*As Set turns to leave, a sudden wall of force pushes her back toward the altar.
*Set: ...What is the meaning of this?
Music: "Dead God's Law"	Music: "Dead God's Law"
 	
*Ptah: ...!
 	
*Thoth: Such a familiar, chaotic dissonance within my field...
*Thoth: Show yourself!
 	
*Darkness coalesces into a large humanoid figure, horned and grinning.
*Its cruel eyes glow with a fiendish fire as it thumbs its scythe gleefully.
*Vizier of Chaos: Oh, you won't be going anywhere, Deceiver.
*Vizier of Chaos: My king demands your attendance for his grand event.
 	
*Set: I don't suppose abstaining is an option.
 	
*Neferet: Your...king?!
*Neferet: It couldn't be...I tore his divinity from him.
*Neferet: I saw him bleed out with my own eyes!
 	
*The creature laughs, low and mocking.
*Vizier of Chaos: After what you've seen...did you think death could stop him?
 	
*Thoth: Of course...
*Thoth: That Dark thing that man found...was the Serpent!
 	
*Vizier of Chaos: Alas, revelations doth come too late!
*Vizier of Chaos: Now, rejoice! For the Reign of Chaos is about to begin!
*Vizier of Chaos: The last gods shall be no more, and there will be none standing in his path of conquest.
 	
*Neferet: Fiend! We will not bend to the likes of you!
*Neferet: Whether god or mortal, darkness will not claim us this day!
*Neferet: O Gods! I appeal to thee—lend me your strength, or we will fall!
 	
*Thoth: The Truth is upon us. You have my Word.
*Thoth: Architect?
 	
*Ptah: ... ...
 	
*Ptah: Do not squander my trust, priestess.
 	
*Neferet: Back, monster!