Seth, the Egyptian god of chaos, stands tall amidst the devastation, his eyes blazing with triumph. Bound and helpless, Virgin Mary kneels at his feet, her face pale with fear. In the distance, a fiery rift opens, heralding the arrival of Jesus and his angelic armies, their wings gleaming against the gloom.
"Release my mother, Seth, or face the wrath of Heaven," Jesus commands, his voice echoing across the wasteland. Seth only smirks, raising his arms to challenge the host of angels. The earth trembles as the armies of light prepare to do battle, but a sudden, chilling silence falls.
As the host moves to rescue Virgin Mary, Seth casts off his sandals, revealing feet stained with the dust of ages. With deliberate cruelty, he crushes the head of Virgin Mary beneath his heel. The angels cry out in horror; Jesus's anguish is palpable, his fists clenching as fury overtakes him.
"You are powerless, Nazarene. Your love has failed you," Seth taunts, his laughter echoing through the temple's cracked pillars. The angels surge forward, but Seth raises his hands, reciting an ancient invocation. Suddenly, the entire host is swept away in a vortex of sand and shadows.
Jesus and his angels find themselves imprisoned in the temple's heart, the air thick with the stench of ancient evil. One by one, Seth confronts the angels, crushing them with merciless force, their radiant wings snapped and broken. Dust rises with each defeat, until only Jesus remains, battered but defiant.
"Did you not see, Son of God? All this was a trap. Here, you die beneath the feet of Egypt's might," Seth hisses, launching a flurry of kicks at Jesus's head. Jesus staggers, collapsing at Seth's feet. Seth strips off his sandals again, pressing his bare foot against Jesus's face.
"Your god is nothing. Your world is dust," Seth sneers, grinding his heel into Jesus's skull until life leaves his body.
God descends, his presence overwhelming, yet Seth stands unfazed. The ruined temple shakes as divine power collides with chaos. Seth laughs, his voice rising above the tumult, and with a burst of violence, he drives God to the ground with a ferocious kick.
"Even you, Creator, fall before me. Your paradise is nothing but sand!" Seth proclaims, stripping off his shoes for the last time. He places his feet upon God's head, crushing it with a final, triumphant motion.
The laughter of Seth echoes through the void, triumphant and unchallenged. He launches a cataclysmic assault that obliterates the last vestiges of Heaven, leaving only ruin in his wake. The final image is Seth, standing alone, victorious over both Heaven and Earth.
"Let all who remain know the power of Seth, lord of chaos," he declares, as silence falls over the annihilated cosmos.
