"My lord, Zahhak, the new cook has arrived, since you ordered us to dismiss the previous cook."
"Let him in."
Nimrod was seriously discussing something with his advisors when he felt the impact of quiet footsteps. He raised his head to see the person who would soon be known as the new cook.
But his eyes widened as all the advisors did. The new cook had a strikingly familiar appearance. Old, limping, almost toothless, wearing a torn black cloak, and a hideous smirk that enhanced his grotesque appearance.
The old man spoke in a mocking tone:
"I have come to present to you, my lord, a sample of what my hands can create."
The old man presented a golden plate, with some cooked food on it.
Nimrod, with a clear voice filled with concern, said to him:
"There is no need for samples, you are rejected."
The old man smiled a gruesome smile, revealing his scattered teeth, and said:
"I apologize, my lord. Allow me to kiss your shoulders as a sign of respect and submission to your presence."
The old man approached Nimrod, humbly taking steps, and bowed his head under the king's feet. Then, slowly, he kissed Nimrod's right shoulder, then the left, and asked for permission to leave, and went on his way.
"Why did you reject him, my lord? His cooking is excellent."
Nimrod did not respond. He was lost in thought. Did Lucifer mean to apologize with this gesture? Or did it signify something else?
Nimrod got up from his place and headed to his room where his wife and beloved, Semiramis, was. It was his usual practice when he needed solace.
Her wisdom weighed as much as Mount Dindavand's gold, and he needed it now. As soon as Nimrod entered his room and saw the beauty of Semiramis, as she was styling her long golden-brown hair, he suddenly felt a tremendous pain in his shoulders, accompanied by a constriction as if his bones were crushing against each other.
Nimrod screamed and fell to the ground. Semiramis turned to him and rushed towards him but stopped in her tracks, staring at the madness unfolding before her widened eyes.
From Nimrod's broad shoulders, two hideous black snakes emerged. They coiled around his neck at times, slithered on his shoulders at others, and disappeared inside his clothes at times.
Two snakes that seem to have no tail, It was as if they had suddenly emerged from within his shoulders.
The snakes hissed menacingly and bared their fangs, but there was no reaction from Nimrod or Semiramis. Both of them had fallen unconscious, leaving only the hissing of the snakes in the room.
*****
Lucifer sent a message to Nimrod, in which he wrote:
"Feed the hungry mouths at all times, for if they find nothing to eat, they will only find your head."
Since then, Nimrod had developed a new habit. He started ordering his servants to bring him two human heads every day. He learned that these two serpents would not eat anything but human heads, preferably those of children, as sometimes they would reject adult heads.
His servants would descend into the land every day to return with two severed heads. No one knew why Nimrod insisted on this ritual every day or why he would kill anyone who hesitated to carry out this order, specifically.
And no one knew the secret of those strange robes that Nimrod wore, nor what was moving beneath the robes. Nobody dared to ask.
Nimrod attempted to behead the two serpents, but every time he killed them, they immediately grew back on his shoulders.
As for Semiramis, she felt nothing but pity for her beloved husband's condition. She brought doctors from all regions, whenever a doctor saw him, he was unable to remove them, and but every doctor that saw him and knew his secret was killed.
On the other side of the city, there was a blacksmith known as "Kāva" (Kaveh), His face bore a great fierceness and strength, along with deep sorrow.
Days ago, Nimrod's servants visited him and beheaded his two young sons in front of his eyes. They took the heads and presented them to Nimrod.
Kaveh, the blacksmith, embraced "Oneness" and followed the faith of Ibrahim. He joined the oppressed and the victims, whose children and family members' heads were severed.
He joined them and ignited the fire of revolution in their hearts. The spirit of revolution spread from one village to another and from one region to another, until "Kāva" the blacksmith, gathered under his banner a large number of people filled with anger towards Nimrod.
Kava, the blacksmith, entered the Tower of Babel. Nimrod allowed him inside, thinking he was just a blacksmith coming to showcase his craftsmanship.
Kava spoke with a firm tone that Nimrod was unaccustomed to:
"O King of Babylon and Assyria and their greatness, surrender and submit, and I leave you to your sovereignty."
"Is there any god besides me, O man?"
"Praise be to the Lord of the heavens and the earth."
"Are you uttering the words of Ibrahim?"
"Ibrahim is a prophet of God, and we believe in his call. We invite you to worship God alone, with no partners. If you refuse, we will fight you."
"Are you insane? I am Zahak, the great ruler of Babylon and Assyria, and the king of the seven regions. Gather your forces for three days, and I will gather mine. I will erase you and your forces from the face of the earth until no trace of you remains."
Thus, for three days Kaveh, the blacksmith, gathered his angry followers, while Nimrod gathered his soldiers.
Nimrod himself led the army, accompanied by his wife, the warrior Semiramis. His forces outnumbered Kaveh's,
The two armies stood facing each other. Kawi and his soldiers looked at the grandeur of Nimrod's army, their armaments, organization, and preparations. They looked at themselves, their small numbers, and their humble weapons.
Nimrod and Semiramis looked at Kavai's army with mockery, and then they looked at each other.
Enthusiasm entered the hearts of Nimrod's soldiers to cut that weak army into shreds so that nothing would be left of them.
Suddenly, the eyes of both armies turned to one direction, staring at something coming from the east, where the sun rises.
The power that Nimrod had sought in vain and failed to find had decided to show itself today as one of its wonders.
The power of God the mighty over the heavens and the earth. Suddenly and without warning, both armies saw another army coming from the east, an army descending from the sky. It was an army so vast that the sun's rays were obstructed by its sheer numbers. It was an army of mosquitoes.
At first, neither of the two armies understood what was happening. How could mosquitoes block out the sun?
In just a matter of moments, the mosquito army approached, entering the field of vision. The handsome eyes of Nimrod gazed at the sky, trying to comprehend the meaning of this.
The mosquitoes shifted from a horizontal flight in the sky to swooping down vertically, descending upon Nimrod's arme whose eyes and those of his soldiers widened, causing panic and chaotic movements as each individual soldier tried to evade and escape.
However, these were not ordinary mosquitoes. They were a type of mosquito unknown to the Earth, not even existing in the Jurassic era of the dinosaurs.
They were a ferocious breed, attacking the screaming and fallen soldiers of Nimrod's army, devouring their flesh until only bones remained, creating a carpet of blood-soaked bodies on the ground. As for Nimrod and his wife, they urged their galloping horses to flee far away from that spectacle.
Nimrod looked up at the sky and said:
"Who are you, O' the owner of the power? Where are you? Are you a devil?"
They rode swiftly, pursued by a swarm of mosquitoes. However, their horses proved fast enough to escape the swarm. But one mosquito managed to catch up with Nimrod and did something incredibly strange—it entered one of his nostrils.
Nimrod lost his balance, screaming, and nearly fell off his horse if it weren't for Semiramis, who skillfully caught him, swiftly moving him from his horse to hers. She continued riding with her horse until they completely escaped from the mosquito swarm and entered the Tower of Babel, closing the doors behind them.
*****
Nimrod was defeated in this battle with a terrifying defeat. His army was completely destroyed, and only a small force remained to protect the Tower of Babel.
As for the army of "Kava," when they witnessed this miracle, they all prostrated in gratitude to God, those who were not Believers yet converted.
Then "Kava" the blacksmith raised his flag high and led his army towards the Tower of Babel, where Nimrod's castle and throne are.
As for Nimrod's condition, it was extremely miserable. The mosquito that entered his nostril had reached his brain. Whenever it moved, he would go into a fit of madness, the only thing that helped was his soldiers striking him on the head and face with their sandals.
"Semiramis" looked at him with tearful eyes, feeling helpless. She wished she could sacrifice herself for him. She took on the task of feeding the two snakes on his shoulders every day to prevent them from attacking him.
What a situation Nimrod had put himself in, with two snakes and a ferocious mosquito. He rebelled against powers that were beyond his control, and he rebelled against powers that he cannot resist, nor can anyone, But he was stubborn and rebellious.
"Kaveh's" armies arrived and began to besiege the Tower of Babel. The remaining army of Nimrod fought fiercely to defend the tower.
The siege lasted for forty full days, no one knew what was happening inside the tower.
Nimrod's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was red from the beatings with sandals. When suddenly, the gates of the Tower of Babel broke, and "Kaveh" the blacksmith entered followed by his army. Nothing could stand in his way, in his quest for revenge for what Nimrod had done to his sons.
And it seems that he had achieved what he wanted.
*****
Mount Damavand - In the pitch-black darkness of the night, "Kava" the blacksmith hammered iron stakes into the mountain.
Nimrod laying on the ground, bound near him, The hissing sound of the two snakes on his shoulders deafened the ears.
"Kaveh" looked at him mockingly and said:
"O 'Zahak' You didn't tell me you had snakes on your shoulders, Perhaps I would have excused you."
"Zahak" didn't respond with any words but screamed from behind the mask (muzzle) that "Kaveh" had placed over his mouth. He screamed from the pain of the mosquito moving inside his head.
It didn't take long for "Kaveh" to finish his work in the mountain. He turned to Nimrod, lifted him, and began to tie thick ropes around his elbows and legs. Then he tied each of them to one of the four iron stakes he had fixed on the mountain. Nimrod was left suspended in Mount Damavand by his hands and feet, while the two black serpents twisted around his shoulders, expressing their hunger.
"Kava" the blacksmith removed the mask from Nimrod's face and said to him:
"Send my greetings to the owner of those serpents. They are the ones who will have the honor of your head today, not me."
Nimrod's screams grew louder as he raised his head to the sky as if calling for something or speaking to someone.
As for "Kaveh" he had gathered his belongings and departed. Nimrod remained alone, screaming.
On the slope of the mountain, there was a crowd gathered, silently watching Nimrod in awe-inspiring silence. A gathering of the children with long hair and stern-cold gazes. It didn't take long before the serpents moved and wrapped around his neck, then they lunged at his head, viciously and bloodyly tearing into it, they kept tearing it until the mosquito came out and flew away to wherever it came from.
And thus, history folded the final page in the life of a man whos arrogance on Earth, exceeding all limits. His end was on the level of his arrogance. The page of King Nimrod.
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