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The woman was right here, her hand invitingly stretched forward, and her violet oval eyes were smiling. “You were able to open it yourself. You really are her. Finally!” It seemed that her violet eyes sparkled kind of… gently. Aime was too confused to be able to think something of all of this. Still not believing that she had just walked through the ancient stone wall, she touched the bright surface next to her. “This gate has not opened once during the last five thousand Earth years from the outside,” the woman was talking about something evident to her but not for Aime. It was probably another dream, which she is about to wake up from. Just another dream, although she had never seen visions so clear and with such vivid characters. “No, you are not dreaming,” the woman said who somehow knew what Aime had just thought. “I am Serapis Ningal. I was supposed to find a way to bring you here tonight, but you found it yourself. This means that you still remember yourself even though you are currently in a human shape.” Aime touched her body, and it really felt the same. Real and living. Significantly shorter than the woman in front of her, which was even a bit amusing for her. Because she did not know many human women, who could have been a head taller than Aime. She did not pinch herself, just in case, because if it were really a dream, then pinching yourself in a dream would not really wake you up. And if this is not a dream, then what is it?

“This is a place which Earth people have called many names. The location of the Children of Light. The Chamber of the Undying. We call it the temple of Amenti Resident. We are no longer on the island where you came through the gate. Since we do not have a lot of time, we should get going. Once we are on the road, I will tell and show you, maybe then it will get clearer.”

They walked along the long bright corridor. A wall or a door opened in front of Aime and she saw a room where a young lady was laying with her eyes closed under a strange dome covered in a geometric flower pattern. Her eyes and head were the same shapes as those of Serapis.

The lovely creature appeared to be sleeping deeply and was not breathing. At the same time, it was apparent that she was not dead, her body did not seem dead. “I brought her here a moment ago so you could come by. This is you, my daughter,” Serapis said simply. A strong flinch went through Aime. “They almost killed you and ate your soul like they did with that of your sister’s, but with the help of Djehuty and Ninmah, I was able to leave your body here and take your soul as far away from them as possible. Hide it in a time that they have not reached yet. It seemed safest to let you be born as a human. They are the only ones, aside from us, who can go through different frequencies thanks to their five bodies of different density. Most people just don’t know that. Since twelve hours of our time equals to twenty years of your time, you were supposed to get here the exact moment her body has gotten here from the dying island.” Aime remembered last night’s vivid dream about running away from a tidal wave in a strange tropical island, hoping to find something, the future of the whole world depended on finding it at the right time. Her previous dreams were… “Yes, you sometimes saw her memories because while your human conscious was resting, you were able to connect briefly with her, your original conscious. However, I could not let the connection to be powerful because then they could have traced, found and destroy you. But now you are here.”

There was something in the woman’s eyes, giving the impression that she doubted the things she had just said. “I did not know if I could do that. Carrying the Fire of Life that distance in time and with a living soul bearer no less, had never been tried before. But I did not have another choice, my daughter. I had to save you because you are the one who has to save the Earth. The temple is about to fall down, and I do not wish for all of this to have been for nothing. That our whole nation, all of the cities and people, would die for nothing.”

Serapis looked at the white wall, where pictures appeared of enormous boisterous waves in the darkness. Gigantic houses collapsing into the sea and anguished people plunging into massive land cracks. “In your time, you still have 33 days to close the gates before them and open our escape routes. In our time, these are the last moments of the Holy Island. Our land and our entire culture, with the people who built this beautiful state, will die. But Djehuty has envisioned that the knowledge will be saved and the civilisation will start to evolve again. But he also saw that a part of the Brotherhood of Darkness, the reason our culture had to be eradicated to save the Earth, remains on Earth and grows even stronger as the time passes. The pass, which was opened for the armies of the Dark Prince by those who sought impure knowledge to gain power over others, remains set in some places.

It is written in the signs of the sky that due to the deciding clash of two powerful forces – the Children of Light and the Brotherhood of Darkness – a time loop emerges which connects the past and the future, at the moment when the Virgin of Light is in both times at the same moment. These two times cross on the 23. July in your time. Since you are the only one participating in both times, it is on you to see, whether everything we have done, has been enough.”