Convinced that the person they were searching for was Wadji, the five

  siblings decided to head for Upper Egypt.

  What remained was the problem of recovering Wadji’s memories.

  They visited temples and requested treatment, but the temples in the rural

  villages of Lower Egypt were too small, and most of the priests living there

  possessed little or no divine power.

  “Memories are stored in the heart, you see. First, apply this ointment to

  the head—”

  The quack priests tried various methods, but none of them had any effect.

  In the end, they decided to go to Heliopolis.

  It was the largest religious city in Lower Egypt, and also a gateway leading

  toward Upper Egypt.

  They crossed the yellow, barren wasteland with their goat cart.

  For some reason, Wadji seemed gloomy and followed the siblings in silence.

  Each of the five carried a large backpack filled with daily necessities as they

  pushed forward through the sand-laden wind.

  Tamar, suddenly curious, spoke up.

  “Isn’t this strange? Most gods live in Upper Egypt. So why is there a

  religious city in Lower Egypt?”

  Azael answered her question.

  “It’s because this place is tied to the creation myth. They say that the

  primordial chaos appeared in Heliopolis, and from it rose the Benben. And from

  the Benben, the sun god Ra was born.”

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  Elaton added,

  “In livable Upper Egypt, gods and demigods are concentrated. But Heliopolis

  has many priests and high priests. They’re closer to scholars who study the

  creation and the end of the world.”

  Ela was impressed by Elaton’s unexpected knowledge.

  “But… how do you all know so much? You’re not that old, yet you speak

  foreign languages and know all this. Who taught you?”

  Eshiel answered her.

  “We were raised from birth as hunters of evil gods and monsters. Fighting,

  languages, theology—we learned all of it from our father.”

  Ela was just about to ask who that father was when Tamar suddenly shouted,

  “Hey, there’s a huge temple over there. Look at that.”

  Even though Heliopolis was still far away, a temple had suddenly appeared.

  It was as if it had been hiding and leapt out at them.

  The temple was large, but poorly maintained, its structure crumbling and worn

  with age.

  “That’s strange… With a temple this big, there should be a city nearby. But

  it’s completely isolated.”

  Temples were usually located at the heart of a village or city.

  Egypt had many temples, but one of this scale standing alone in such a barren

  wasteland was unusual.

  “It’s a very old temple. There are traces of a city around it.”

  Looking closer, what had seemed like ordinary boulders were actually eroded

  remnants of building materials.

  Wadji, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

  “There’s someone there. He’s saying, ‘Mehen bestows his blessing. Visitors,

  come closer.’”

  An old man with white hair stood there, wearing tattered priestly robes and

  waving his hand.

  The five siblings tensed and slowly approached the temple.

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