Year after year, the mortals started adapting to the new rules set by Ra. It wasn’t difficult for them to adapt, just as it had been hard for the gods to accept the new laws. Fortunately for the gods, the mortals have never shown disrespect to any of the gods. Instead of worshiping the gods, they began building more temples for each and every god. Each day or so, the mortals would dedicate fine jewelry, artifacts, and other offerings at the temples to demonstrate their enduring gratitude towards the gods for the bounties and protections continually provided by the divine beings.

Over the course of hundreds of thousands of years, temples had been built throughout the land, with each devoted to a god, except for Ra. He had one temple in the central city of Kemet, and in that temple, not only mortals but also gods would fill it with gifts. Ra’s temple was considered the greatest temple to ever exist, and therefore, thieves were frequently attempting to steal the many gifts and luxurious items sent there. However, their efforts were always in vain, as the temple was well protected by hundreds of gods.

As the days went by and the years passed, everything was normal for mortals and gods except for Ra. He kept a close eye on the mortal woman who had become pregnant by Apep. She showed no signs of regret, no signs of hating the child growing in her stomach. The thought of Apep raping the woman had left Ra's mind. Despite the smile and strength, he shows to everyone, deep inside, Ra has always been hiding constant turmoil in his head. Ra waited for the day the child would be born, hoping that maybe the child would be the next great evil Kemet would face. But the day came when the mortal woman gave birth, and the child was born normally—with no powers or strength, just a normal mortal. At first, Ra thought the child could belong to any mortal citizen, but unfortunately, the blood of the holy gods ran through the child's veins.

For the first time in his life, Ra was confused and worried. He did not know what to do with the mortal woman and her child, who, though he had the blood of gods, still appeared as weak and normal as every other mortal.

Having no other option but to observe the child as he grew year by year, Ra waited in silence as he tried to witness something prodigious about the child, but it was to no avail. Year after year, as the kingdom rose and flourished and the kingdom of Kemet expanded from land to land, the child had become a teenager, then a man who had not shown any signs of being different.

At its finest state, the kingdom had become the strongest kingdom the earth had ever known, to such an extent that even the Greek gods and their mortals tried to marry any of the gods and mortals that belonged to Kemet. Yet for Ra, no triumph of empire could silence his brother's voice lingering in his head. He saw and heard the final moments between him and his brother, Apep, every night.

The once miraculous child had now become a middle-aged man who was not aware of who his true father was, and since his mother had died, history would never reveal to this man the great battle that occurred and the numerous lives lost because of his father.

Years passed, and with each generation, the bloodline of the cursed god Apep grew normally, passing down the tainted essence from one descendant to another. Ra, the powerful sun god, observed this unfolding in silence, his gaze fixed on the unfolding drama. Four hundred years slipped by, and the memory of Apep and his wicked acts faded into obscurity, forgotten by both mortals and gods alike. Even the tomb of the malevolent deity became a relic of the past, abandoned and forsaken by divine beings.

Now, the once-thriving city of Osiris lay desolate, transformed into a wild desert where only camels, snakes, and solitary wanderers dared to tread. Despite the tragedies that had befallen the kingdom, such as the betrayal of Seth towards Ra and the tragic tale of Osiris, the realm had flourished, reaching unprecedented heights.

However, the weight of those four hundred years bore down heavily upon Ra, as the words of his brother echoed incessantly in his mind. What was the point of observing the growth of Apep's descendants? They were mere mortals, destined to remain mortal forever. There were no plagues or evils that emerged from their bloodline. Perhaps his brother's words held truth after all.

Not long after the four hundred years, Ra found it to be the right time for the gods to go to the sacred world he had created. It wasn't easy for the mortals to witness their gods and saviors parting ways from their kingdom, but it had been known for quite some time that this day was coming.

The judgments of Ma'at and Anubis commenced as mortals gathered, awaiting their fate. Those whose hearts weighed lighter than the feather of Ma'at were granted the opportunity to join the gods in the glorious New Kingdom of Ra. However, for those whose hearts weighed heavier, a different destiny awaited them in the Old Kingdom. Some mortals, despite qualifying for passage to the New Kingdom, chose to remain in the familiar lands of the Old Kingdom, opting to become revered rulers. Yet, for those who possessed the wisdom to recognize the grandeur of the New Kingdom, they decided to ascend and join the gods.

On the final day, as the citizens of Kemet bid farewell to the presence of the gods, a colossal rift tore through the fabric of reality, revealing itself within the heart of a pyramid crafted by Ra. Through this rift, the gods, one by one, entered and vanished into the New Kingdom, until none remained except Osiris, Ra, and their offspring.

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Once the gods had departed for their new realm, it was the turn of the mortals whose hearts had proven worthy. They stepped forward, one by one, as Ra and Osiris observed them from a distance, their divine gazes casting a watchful eye upon the chosen ones. With each mortal's entrance into the rift, they embarked on a journey into the unknown, guided by the judgment of Ma'at and Anubis.

As Ra and Osiris stood witness to this sacred transition, a sense of anticipation and awe filled the air. The mortals, now granted the privilege of joining the gods in the New Kingdom, embarked on a profound transformation. Each step forward marked a passage from the mortal realm to the divine; their mortal forms transcending into something greater.

Watching the great scene in amusement, Osiris speaks, "I never imagined the day when I would have to leave my kingdom, and ironically, I am leaving the kingdom to go to a perfect copy of it. As much as it feels good to be surrounded only by sinless mortals, I feel somewhat saddened to leave this kingdom. We have shared many memories."

Ra replies, "Even though we have memories, one day all of it will come to an end, and I don't want it to end the way I am imagining it in my head. I would rather live in a world where no wars and tragedies occur. And now, since your brother Seth is chained for eternity, no more tragedies and wars will occur in the new kingdom."

"Yes, yes, Ra," Osiris replies. "We will finally live-in peace. I have been waiting for this moment for a very long time."

Smiling, Ra waves his hand as the Sphinx descends from the skies to him.

Surprised, Osiris says, "Will the Sphinx travel with us?"

Ra replies, "No, he won't. He is here to bid us farewell. This is the last time we will see each other."

Once the Sphinx arrives, he bows his head, showing respect to Ra. He then speaks in a legendary language, saying, "My lord Ra, I have been by your side for a very long time, and no words I say will ever be enough to thank you for all that you have done to help me protect my realm."

Putting his hand on the sphinx's head, Ra replies, "You don't have to thank me. It's my duty to help others. Your involvement in protecting the mortals from any kind of legendary monster will forever be cherished in the hearts of mortals."

The sphinx closes its eyes as tears flow down its face. Then, the sphinx suddenly roars powerfully and runs through the desert before soaring into the sky, disappearing from the earth.

As they beheld the magnificent sight of the Sphinx soaring away from the earthly realm, Osiris couldn't help but express his surprise: "He didn't even spend a moment with us. He simply took flight and departed."

Ra, with a tranquil demeanor, responded, "We had conversed beforehand. He came solely to bid me a final farewell. Despite his imposing stature and immense strength, the Sphinx possesses a heart that is tender and filled with deep emotions. I shall genuinely miss his daring and valiant spirit..."

In the background, the mellifluous voices of mortals resonated, harmoniously singing a song they had crafted in honor of Ra.

Hearing the enchanting song, Osiris pondered and questioned, "Why are they singing such a melody?"

Ra, with a knowing smile, responded, "It comes as no surprise, for we are the only remaining gods. My sons have already entered the new kingdom, leaving only you and me, Osiris. It is now time for us to embark on our journey to the new realm."

Osiris, filled with curiosity, inquired once more, "Forgive me for my inquisitiveness, but what about the other gods? Won't they come searching for us, gods from other realms?"

Ra's smile widened as he assuaged Osiris's concerns: "My dear Osiris, these gods primarily concern themselves with their own realms. Rarely do they tread upon Earth, and moreover, they are apprehensive of our very existence. Let them thrive in their respective realms, while we flourish in our own kingdom. Let us bid farewell to all that has been and embrace the bright future that awaits us in the new kingdom…"

Ra and Osiris walk side by side amidst millions of mortals who sing their praises. As they witness the final moments in the old kingdom, memories and joy flood their minds with each passing minute. They reminisce about the moments they cherished in this realm, feeling bittersweet nostalgia.

Their path leads them to a majestic pyramid, which serves as the gateway to the new kingdom. With each step, their anticipation grows. Finally, they reach the pyramid's entrance, and Ra, with Osiris by his side, steps into the rift in reality. They disappear, leaving behind awe-struck mortals.

As the pyramid collapses, instead of stones and dust, it transforms into a breathtaking spectacle. Thousands of exquisite butterflies ascend into the sky, a magnificent display of beauty and grace. The mortals, who bear witness to this extraordinary event, are moved to tears and song, expressing their gratitude for Ra and the other gods' benevolence.

The memory of this extraordinary day is etched forever in the minds of those who were fortunate enough to witness it. The butterflies serve as a symbol of hope and transformation, a reminder of the gods' love and protection. The mortals continue to sing, their voices carrying the echoes of gratitude throughout the land, as they honor the legacy of Ra and the gods who shaped their kingdom, Kemet.