Narrator: Isis is now left alone on this journey, she knows that things would have been easier if she had Nephthys with her, but she decided to let her go so that she would be safe.
(Isis heads to the palace and talks to herself on the way )
Isis: How should I enter the palace...
Isis suddenly bumps into the queen who was holding the baby prince that was crying
Isis: Oh, apologies, your majesty.
Queen: No no, it's fine, Miss.
(Isis looks at the crying baby prince )
Isis: Having a bit of a tantrum, are we?
Isis pats the baby's head and it suddenly stopped crying
Queen: H-How did you do that?
Isis: I have uh...a lot of grandchildren.
Queen: Then...would you be okay with babysitting him for a while, miss?
(Isis turns around to talk to herself )
Isis: If I babysit this kid, I'd have a chance to enter the palace...hmm
Queen: Um.. Miss?
(Isis turns to the queen )
Isis: O-Oh, yes of course. I'd love to.
The queen smiles at Isis and hands the baby prince to her
Transition
(Ibababa ni Isis sa crib/bed ung prince )
Isis: Now...how do I get that tree trunk?
(She looks at the baby prince and smiles)
Isis: Kids are nice...hey little guy...wanna be immortal?
(She looks at the torch at the corner and picks the prince up )
Transition
(the queen walks in on Isis bathing the prince in flames _
Queen: Oh my god! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Isis: Uh-this isn't what it looks like! I-I'm making him immortal!
Queen: BY BURNING HIM ALIVE?!
Isis: No no you see, i'm a goddess! This is the how we make people immortal!
(Isis transforms back into her true self )
Isis: See?
Queen: (shocked) The god of healing and magic, Isis...your highness, what are you doing here?
Isis: I'm here to take back my husband
(ituturo( ni Isis ung tree trunk)
Queen: Go on, your majesty, take it.
transition
Narrator: With trembling hands, Isis lifted the lid of the chest, her heart pounding with fear and anticipation. As the lid creaked open, a wave of nausea washed over her. There, lying motionless in the coffin, was the body of her husband.
Narrator: Isis gasped, tears streaming down her face as she fell to her knees beside the chest. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. The man she had loved with all her heart, the man who had been the very center of her world, was gone. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, and she let out a heart-wrenching cry.
Isis: No... no, this can't be happening, Osiris, my love... wake up, please!
But he didn't move. He didn't even stir. He lay there, silent and still, his eyes closed forever. Isis couldn't bear it. She wrapped her arms around her husband's body, holding him close as if trying to will him back to life. But no matter how tightly she held him, he remained cold and lifeless in her embrace.
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Seth's Deception: A Plot Against Osiris
Fantasy[ONESHOT] This was originally a roleplay script for my 8th grade english group project, but it was scrapped. So i decided to just post it here This was meant to tell the egyptian mythology conflict between Seth and Osiris Co written by me and my two...
Seth's Deception: A Plot Against Osiris
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