*Aeon had given himself away, he has given his position inside the Fortress itself. Playtime had begun. When the demonic creatures of darkness that were the guards began to attack Aeon a small laughter entered the room. It was not human....or even human-like. It was like a million horrible screaming demons all laughing at once. It's the very sound that darkness would make if it indeed had a sound. The demon guards suddenly stopped their attack and looked around with loyality, faith, and utter horror. Suddenly, a figure appeared before Aeon. It was a good eight feet tall (nine if you count the blades that make up the crown). It was a figure of black metal armor....and a horrible metal mask of emotionless evil. Set, The Iron Crown, in his favored form had appeared before Aeon. This is nothing new - for Set had appeared to Aeon many a time, but the huge difference this time is Aeon is no longer on a physical world - no - he stood in a realm where Set could inflict physical pain......he now stood in a realm where Set held absolute power.

*It seemed as if the entire realm seemed to pause in a breatless silence as the Dark Lord looked down at the brave yet horridly foolish Exhaulted. The black holes in the mask of terror which served as the Iron Crown's eyes peered into Aeon's soul. Set saw the light and love that burned within. Pity. As hot as his passion for the Light may be......as strong as his love for Angel may be, none could stand against the eternal cold darkness of Set for long. A few more moments passed when suddenly The left black metal bladed hand of The Dark Lord shot forth towards Aeon's neck. His metal touch was icy.....to the extreme. It was as if Aeon's flesh would freeze simply by the touch of this being of limitless dark energy. The Dark Lord then lifted Aeon up, moving his eyes towards the "eyes" of Set himself. Once Aeon was lifted, the bladed claws slicing into his flesh, Set spoke. His voice echoed like never before. It was complete and was filled with limitless power.

"Aeon......where's your sun now? You stand now before Darkness itself, and your sun has forsaken you. The Light, The Sun, God, whatever you wish to call him......him, my pathetic brother. He has forgotten you......you, and your lovely Angel."

*The cold emotionless mask of the Iron Crown still stared at Aeon. Set then lifted his right metal claw towards Aeon's chest, while his left still held the being by this neck. The black claw of demonically indestructable metal suddenly shot forth purple lighting. The dark energy hit Aeon's chest, causing a spiritual gateway into his very soul!!! No other being in all creation could do this, save the Light Himself. As Set's hand reached into the very being of Aeon, and grabbed hold of something very....dear....to him. Suddenly, with brutal speed, Set's claw flung itself out of Aeon's soul.....holding Angel by her face. The claws were cutting into her as well. As the portal in Aeon's soul closed, Set moved his emotionless mask of evil from Aeon to Angel....and then back to Aeon.

"Selfish.......selfish....Exhaulted. Not only have you damned yourself, but you have also damned your love as well.........."

*Suddenly, with all the speed of darkness, Set threw both of them into the closest wall. The sheer force of this being was unfathomable. As Aeon and Angel went crashing into the wall of metal, The Dark Lord lowered his arms and then mentally commanded his slaves to depart from the room.....and so they did. Now it was only Aeon, Angel, and the Lord of all Evil in one room.