Abraham: The Friend of God

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It's me, Satan!

It's me, Satan!

Satan, the banished!

The accursed! The disfavoured!

The humiliated!

Expelled from the empyrean!

Thrown down to the earth!

But Jehovah gave me till

the end of times.

So, hear me man, son of Adam!

With time still ticking,

I will not be inactive.

I will lead you into various

temptations and sins.

I will lead you into ignorance.

Sweet ignorance!

The great idol!

Second only to Nimrod!

Who are you?

Sent by God!

This a hallowed idol-house!

Babel in the land of the Chaldeans

was ruled by Nimrod. son of Cush.

Babel in the land of the Chaldeans

was ruled by Nimrod, son of Cush.

Also known as Babylon, it was

a small part of Nimrod's kingdom.

Yet, it was the largest city

I in the region.

Nimrod was the most powerful

man on earth.

Fig was considered the god

of gods.

And his people worshipped him

besides many other idols.

People of Babel!

I swear to you by Nimrod,

the god of gods.

I was dusting a certain idol.

And even though my action

was a form of worship.

He cursed me with an

eternal curse.

Give way to Azar!

Give way to the one who crafts

the gods with his hands.

Give way to the one who crafts

the gods with his hands.

May Azar put an end to this curse!

Give way to Azar, please!

He forms the gods

with his hands.

And by the generosity of

this great sage

the greatest priest of Babel

one's fate is decided

the clouds disperse and

the sky of Babel brightens.

When Azar uses his hands

and tools, a god takes shape.

And when a god is created,

Nimrod, the great monarch,

holds him dear in this land.

I have not sculpted

this cursed idol.

Obeis, the other sculptor, did.

You're a great poet.

My carvers would make your god

worthy of your words

and that, without charging you.

Out of the way!

Bow down!

Out of the way!

Bow down!

What are you looking at?

That ungrateful Nimrod.

He doesn't appreciate me.

Me!

Obeis!

How can anyone holds

Azar's idols worthier

than mine?

Sarai!

What are Nimrod's troops going

to do to him?

What are you talking about?

Abram didn't prostrate.

What?

They arrested him, father.

Even though he's

Azar's protege.

What will become of him?

What?

The law is:

prostrate or be punished.

Lot, is it Abram again?

He refuses to prostrate.

What have you done, Abram?

Do you enjoy being

in this dark dungeon?

Is it better than home?

Should I prostrate

before a man who's flesh and

bone like me

even though he's

the head of an empire?

That's enough, Abram!

That bitter tongue of yours

has disturbed Nimrod

and his followers.

Be careful!

Soon, even I, Azar, won't be

able to intervene on your behalf.

Azar, why are you making

my son son pt idols?

I am,hunted by the ghost

of Abram's deceased mother.

I make Abram carve

stones like my other children.

Gut his father lets him stay here

so he can learn the craft

and knows well that his son

sculpt with such great finesse.

He's even superior to

my own sons.

Sculpt! Sculpt!

For you shall be my successor!

What have you done?

- It's only rock...

- It's a god to worship!

This stone?

How can you worship what

you yourself make?

You are my future, understand?

You won't carve for me anymore.

From now on you'll be selling.

Selling only.

You'll go to the bazaar and sell

gods to your fellow Babylonians.

Idols! Polished and colored!

Cheap ones!

Expensive ones!

Neither useful, nor harmful!

Buy an idol! Buy an idol!

Cheap ones!

Expensive ones!

Get a good deal on my gods!

They do no harm and

they do no good. Buy now!

Your own personal god

made in Babel!

I took you in, Abram.

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