A few days after the suddenly changing of the monster population, things begin to calm down. It is in that calm that Atem will witness an explosion of fog much like when he destroyed the cannisters in Haftesal. It is a sudden blast, and while it does not injure Atem, it will momentarily blind him until he's in what looks to be Dyster.

A crowd of translucent people surrounds him, but in the center, standing just a few feet away, is a woman with long, long hair and a gown, the bottom of which is cloaked in a misty fog. She greets Atem with a warm smile, but there is the faintest bit of mischief in that gaze.

"My child, you have been utterly devoted to me since you first decided to follow me." Her voice is soft and velvety, but commanding all the same.

The crowd murmurs to themselves, but they immediately go silent upon a more humanoid Fog God raising one arm.

"With you, ah... The Fog has never looked more powerful to the peninsula!" She approaches Atem and clasps his hand, providing a comforting warmth. The crowd begins to cheer in approval, chanting the name of their newest priest as the Fog God wraps her arms around him, touching the back of his neck.

As she pulls away, Atem will find the weight of a silver cape upon him.

"My child, as I'm sure you have found out, this peninsula is all we have left. The rest of the world is gone," she explains. The crowd disappears as the Fog God produces an image of the world, barren and empty.

"The humans have destroyed it. And he plans to destroy the rest." There is an obvious bitterness in her tone.

"But you have embraced this world, you have embraced me... And your friends will always remain protected with you at the helm."

The Fog God touches his shoulder. "Go forth, my newest priest, and lead my people with your ingenuity and wit."

In the blink of an eye, Atem is back where he was before. No fog or its god, no crowd. But his cape certainly remains, and with it his new power.