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While all this was happening with Abraham, let us move to another place.
Far away, in a desert-like land, two people were resting near a tent from that old era. Inside the tent, someone was cooking. It was Diva, the wife of Lot.
Lot was sitting outside, watching the desert calmly.
He honestly did not understand why his wife insisted on cooking. As a prophet, he could easily use his unique skill and create food instantly. But unless the Most High ordered them to fast or face a test, prophets had no real limitations.
Still, Diva liked cooking, so Lot said nothing.
Using the connection between prophets through their unique skill, Lot spoke to his uncle.
"Uncle Abraham, is everything fine in Ur, in Mesopotamia?"
Abraham's voice replied warmly.
"Yes, my nephew. Everything is good. I have taken control of the land as commanded by the Most High. From now on, this land belongs to the people of God and those who believe in Him."
He continued, his voice filled with emotion.
"Whether they come from Ishmael, my first son, or from Isaac, who will be born soon and the one who believe in Most High, they are all part of His promise."
"And yes," Abraham added proudly,
"Little Ishmael has just been born. Seeing new life… it truly fills my heart."
Hearing his uncle speak like a soft, emotional father, Lot smiled.
"By the way, Lot," Abraham asked,
"Have you reached the place the Most High commanded you to go?"
"Not yet, Uncle," Lot replied.
"Diva is preparing food. After eating, we will continue our journey."
"Continue?" Abraham asked.
"Why not teleport?"
Lot chuckled.
"She said if we teleport, we'll miss the beautiful view from the sky. She wants to fly and enjoy the scenery."
Abraham laughed.
"Indeed… women can be troublesome creatures—"
"What did you say?"
Abraham froze.
He slowly turned around.
Behind him stood Hagar and Sarah.
"Oh no," Abraham thought. "Did I say that out loud?"
Hagar was holding baby Ishmael, gently playing with him. Sarah, still pregnant, stood beside her.
Both were staring at Abraham with murderous glares.
Abraham instantly knew.
Tonight, I'm sleeping outside.
"Well, nephew," Abraham said nervously,
"We'll talk later."
Before Lot could reply, Abraham heard—
"Come here, Abraham. We need to talk."
Abraham ran.
Lot could only shake his head and smile.
Uncle is doomed, he thought.
But that's his problem.
As Lot waited, he thought to himself.
"I don't know why the Most High sent me there. What kind of place will Sodom and Gomorrah be? Idol worship? Corruption?"
He sighed.
Then suddenly, he heard Abraham's voice again, out of breath.
"Lot! I forgot to tell you something!"
Abraham sounded serious.
"I searched carefully. I couldn't find dajjail here and after Using my awakened prophet senses, I realized he is hiding on an island near you close to the land near Bhavarth, also called Akharnd."
"He sensed me sensing him," Abraham warned.
"So be careful. I have things to handle here, but you may have to deal with him."
Lot nodded seriously.
"I understand, Uncle."
Before anything else could be said—
"Swami! Food is ready!"
Diva's cheerful voice echoed from the tent.
(She was from the Kingdom of Ram, and 'Swami' meant husband.)
Lot smiled.
"Looks like dinner time."
Far away, Abraham sighed deeply…
as Hagar and Sarah walked toward him again.
"Ah… here we go,there Some battles, even i as prophets cannot escape. " Abraham muttered while Running Becoz he did not want to Cook food...as his Wife were Reversed Inspired by Diva...they think as Abraham as Prophet with Great knowledge will also know many Food which they have not eaten..
Near an island in ancient India,
close to the land called Bhavrat, there was a place known as Akharnd Island. Deep inside its ruins broken temples destroyed long ago something was hiding.
It was a strange being with a mechanical body and one glowing purple eye.
This place was completely ruined. Everything around it was destroyed.
The being stayed hidden and muttered to itself.
"These prophets… they are too powerful."
It had done everything it could.
It had empowered that fool Namrod, giving him power similar to devils. The power worked through magic and imagination whatever Namrud believed, the power made it feel real. It even allowed him to rip apart low-class devils and use mana equal to high-class devils, all to fool humans.
That was the plan.
The being only supplied mana, nothing more. It made Namrud feel superior, like he was fully in control. Whenever Namrud's mana ran low, it secretly refilled it, making him believe he had infinite power.
But everything went wrong when Abraham returned.
Abraham destroyed everything.
The connection between Namrud and this being was completely cut off. Even the connection to Hell was severed.
The being clenched its fist.
"I knew it…"
It also knew something else. Devils and jinn cannot fully take souls—but they can take parts of them. Or at least, that was the theory. At first, the being wasn't even sure it worked, so he let it continue.
Now it was clear.
Abraham had seen through everything.
With no connection to Hell anymore, the being had no choice but to hide and plan its next move.
At least one thing was already done.
The people of Sodom and Gomorrah were corrupted.
They were filled with desire energy, molded into creatures of lust and excess just like Asmodeus of Hell but with no power. Their desires, their sins, their twisted nature—all of it had been carefully planted.
This was done under the order of its master, the current ruler of Hell— Rizevim Lucifer.
But now… everything had changed.
The being suddenly froze.
Someone was watching.
"…Shit."
It realized it instantly.
"Only a prophet could sense me like this."
Fear crept into its mind.
"Abraham… he's seen me."
as Dajjail immediately raised a powerful barrier around itself, hiding its mana and essence completely. It sealed everything, making sure no one could sense it.
It knew one thing clearly.
It could not leave this place.
Why?
Because another prophet was nearby.
And worse—Elijah.
That man had once helped destroy the Greek Pantheon, aided Gaia, crushed Uranus, and freed the "Greek Pantheon " from his oppression.
If Elijah found him— There would be no escape.
So Dajjail stayed silent… Planning its next move.