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After closing the portal, Abraham, Sarah, and Hagar arrived safely.
It was night.
The moment Abraham stepped out, he felt it—a huge fire burning in City of Ur .
The feeling reminded him of the past...That time when the foolish Nimrod tried to burn him alive.
Back then, the Most High had saved him and gave him Resistand and Fire Manupulation but true version of it..…and Nimrod lost his arms because of his Strength.
Abraham sighed quietly.
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He did not know how hard his sons' lives would be.....He did not know about the suffering or the future conflicts.
All he knew was this:
One child would be Ishmael, from Hagar and The other would be Isaac, from Sarah.
Whatever the future held—they were still his sons.
Sensing the danger in the air, Abraham turned to Sarah and Hagar.
"It would be better if I use the domain Lot gave me," Abraham said gently.
"To keep you both safe."
Hearing this, both women frowned.
Hagar spoke first.
"Abraham," she said softly but firmly,
"we are mages now."
"We can destroy an entire land… maybe even half a continent," she said.
"You explained all this to us yourself."
"So why are we not allowed to fight sometimes?"
Sarah nodded.
"Yes," Sarah added.
"We are not weak anymore, Abraham."
Abraham sighed again.
He knew the truth.
If they fought seriously,
they could wipe out 100 of High class and 5 Ultimate class being and devil alone.
even the demons born from Lucifer's energy.
But still…
They could not defeat Lucifer, Lilith,
or their children like Charlie or Ibles(Rizevim).
And more importantly— Both Sarah and Hagar were pregnant.
Abraham could never risk that,No matter how strong they were.
No matter how powerful.
The safety of his unborn children came first.
He could sense something in the future— something difficult.
Especially when it came to Ishmael, his firstborn.
He didn't know what exactly would happen, but he could feel that both children would face trials.
Maybe it was the test of the Most High.
Still, Abraham did not want any harm to come to them—
not now,
not ever.
He looked at both of them and spoke calmly.
"Hagar. Sarah. I trust you."
"Yes, you are strong."
"Yes, you can fight."
"Yes, you can destroy our enemies."
"But you are both pregnant," Abraham said firmly.
"I cannot allow anything that might harm our children."
Hearing this, both women looked down at their bellies.
Only then did it truly hit them.
They had forgotten.
They felt no weakness, no pain, no tiredness because they were powerful now , Not like normal humans.
They nodded quietly while looking at their tummy with Loving Gaze.
Abraham then snapped his fingers.
Using the domain given to him by his nephew Lot, a transparent space formed around them.
The domain protected Sarah and Hagar completely.
They could see everything happening outside but no harm could reach them.
Only then did Abraham relax slightly and thought
" now… They were safe."
As Abraham moved deeper into the city of Ur, he began to hear cries.
Women were screaming.
Babies were crying.
Abraham pulled his cloak tighter and covered his face.
He lowered his head so no one would recognize him.
Then he saw it.
The sight was horrifying.
A large fire was burning in the middle of the city.
Not like the divine fire he once survived—but still large enough to light the whole area.
Mothers were crying and screaming.
Men—most of them their husbands—were trying to pull babies from their arms.
Abraham recognized many of them.
After all, he had lived in this city for years.
Women were desperately holding onto their children, refusing to let go.
One man shouted at his wife.
"Are you mad, woman?" he yelled.
"You can see how Lord Namrod revives the dead!"
"If we sacrifice our children to him, we will be blessed!"
"We can always have more children later!"
He kicked his wife in the stomach.
Still, she refused to let go of her baby.
Nearby, another woman screamed.
"Enough!" she cried.
"We were fools to follow you blindly!"
"We should have trusted Abraham!"
"If this so-called god demands the lives of children, then what kind of god is he?"
Her husband slapped her hard.
Even then, she clutched her child tightly.
How could a mother let her baby burn alive?
She couldn't.
No mother could.
Then a voice echoed.
"What is happening here?"
Namrod arrived.
The men immediately turned toward him with devotion.
Seeing the chance, several women—five or six of them—grabbed their babies and held them close, trying to escape.
"Lord Namrod," one man said eagerly,
"these women refuse to give you the sacrifice."
"But don't worry," he added with a smile.
"We will give you sacrifices." as Other men nodded happily.
They were completely lost as Namrud smiled and raised his chin.
"Indeed," Namrod said proudly.
"You should worship me as I am the keeper of your lives....I can take life… because I gave it."
"I am only taking your children because they belong to me."
He spoke as if he were a true god.
Abraham felt sick as Disgust burned inside his chest and Then he noticed someone standing away from the crowd.
His father.
Dark circles under his eyes.
Looking broken.
Staring at the sky, saying nothing.
Namrod raised his voice again.
"If they will not give their children," he said coldly,
"then sacrifice the women instead."
Some men smiled.
One thought to himself:
If I sacrifice my wife and child, I will be blessed.
I can marry again.
I can have more children.
Without hesitation, he grabbed his wife.
She screamed.
"No! What are you doing?!"
She clutched her baby tightly as he threw her toward the fire.
But—She stopped in midair.
Frozen.
A figure appeared suddenly and caught her.
Gently, he placed her on the ground.
The man then removed the cloth covering his face.
His eyes burned with fury.
"Enough!"
Abraham's voice thundered through the city.
Hearing Abraham's voice, everyone's attention turned toward Him.
Even the people who could no longer bear this madness slowly lifted their heads.
Many women and elderly people looked away in pain.
Some of them had already started to hate Namrud.
At first, they were happy and They truly believed Namrud was blessed by their god. But time which is Cruel revealed the truth.
Namrud built a massive tower which he called Babel Tower .He declared himself a god.
He destroyed the old idols and forced everyone to worship only him.
Yes, he revived people . But the intelligent ones noticed something strange. He could not revive those who died naturally and could only Revive the people he Himself Killed .
Slowly… very slowly… doubt grew.
That doubt turned into hatred.
Especially when grandparents saw their own sons killing their grandchildren all for Namrod's so-called blessing.
Their hearts broke but they were powerless and all they could do was hope.
Hope that Abraham would return.
They still remembered that day when Abraham alone threw Namrud out of the main street
and shattered Old idol.
And now…They saw it again.
A man had stopped a woman mid-air.
He saved her.
He revealed his face.
Abraham.
Hope exploded like fire in their hearts.....Especially Terah, Abraham's father.
He could no longer even look at the sky before. He had begun to hate the god he once worshipped and Now he finally understood what Abraham meant all those years ago.
"We were worshipping evil," Abraham had said.
Now Terah saw it clearly as Tears filled his eyes finally His son was back and Finally…
this madness would end.
Even women who once hated Abraham for insulting their gods now felt hope.