Previously on Game of Realms
After a failed attempt to capture Poseidon by both mortal soldiers and Horus , Set himself went to fight Poseidon and sent him into Chaos to which Poseidon countered with breaking earth itself by causing a massive underwater earthquake and Set's body turned to ash as it dipped into mantle of Gaia, the one realm which belongs to no one but Gaia.

Now
There is nothing. There is blank state. A light is filling the room and nothing is there.

Set sighs "So this is what God's afterlife feels like"

He went around every corner of room but couldn't find any way out . He groaned in frustration and kicked the walls.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" A voice struck the room.

"Who are you?" Set asked.

"Does it really matter?" The voice struck.

"Great! I am going mad now." Set sighed.

"You are not going mad. All you see is true and yet you seem eager to get out." The voice questioned.

"I have got a realm depending on me . I have got thousands of gods . I have to fight that Greek and defeat him. I have got my wife Nepthys waiting for me" He replied.

"No! You don't." The voice struck.

"What are you talking about? Do you even know me? I am Set, lord of deserts." He boasted.

"I know. I know each second of your life and of all beings. I have always known. And what I do know that you are dead. And dead man have no obligations." The voice replied.

"I am a immortal god. I can't die." Set growled.

"Can't you? Are you truly Immortal? Mortals are born , serve their purpose and die. What remains after them is their name through history? Only names are immortal. What is point of existence without purpose? " The voice asked.

"So what you are saying that I have no purpose? You couldn't be more wrong? I have got Nine Realms to conquer." Set groaned.

" And would that make you happy? You were lord of deserts for so many years until you grew bored of it . You thought conquering kingdom of Egypt would make you happy. You killed your brother. Then Horus defeated you and after thousands of years , you are once again king but for what? You are just again under delusion that conquering Nine Realms would make you happy. That it would give you contentment you are so desperate to get. But it won't. Let's say you conquer Nine Realms, then what? Then again you will still stay in one palace. Then again no one would interfere you just like no one does now. " The voice forced Set to rethink his whole life. Whoever it wasn't wrong. All his life , he lied to himself. He let himself into delusion that conquering that would make him happy or something else. He lied to Nepthys. He didn't love her anymore. How could he? After spending eternity binded to soil. How could he?

"What do you suggest I do?" Set asked tired.

"You are quite a thinker yourself, Set. But this is no time to get yourself tangled in your feelings. You have sworn an oath. You have fought for throne of Egypt and promised them Nine Realms so you do that. Because oath matters more than personal feelings and conscience." The voice told him.

"For there is no duty larger than one to your people and Realm and personal sentiment mustn't hamper us in doing it in any manner." Set exhaled.

"Good! You are learning. Late! But still. Try to do what you have sworn to but don't ever think that conquering any realm would give you true happiness. It won't. If you truly want something to care about, you need to find it in your nearby surrounding. It just might be closer than you think. Often people care about things that they think matter and when it is gone , they don't really feel anything and there is a question of self doubt but forget to care about simple things and it hurts to lose them." Set inhaled all with deep breath.

"You have quite a mouth on you." Set chuckled.

"Did I ever tell you that beside god of Chaos and desert , you could have been sassiest god alive." Both chuckled.

"So I should just enact what I sworn." Set asked.

"Yes! After that or meanwhile doing it dutifully , look at your life and people around you . You just might see something you actually care about for Set, a being who doesn't care about anything...what is the point in living then? What is the point of being immortal if you are just forgotten so easily." The voice warned.

"Well! Thank you for pep talk. Wasn't really planning to get one when I melted in that lava but if you don't mind , I would like to go back now. Got a Greek god to beat and you also gotta ensure that principle remains intact. Gods are not allowed to die." He chuckled.

"Of course! Be careful, Set. What you have started is no play. Every event can turn the game to anyone. Anyone can topple the whole empire which you are dreaming to build." The last words faded as Set felt like he was reborn.

Skull, bone, tendons, brain everything started to join by the fire of earth itself and he rose up with a new energy looking at shocked Poseidon.

"How do you feel about a Rematch? On second thought! I don't care." He chuckled pointing his pitchfork at him.

Amicis vale! Keep thy self posted for next chapter.