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Illustration for my series of books "Smoldering Hell", for the seventh book ("Smoldering Hell 7: Burning Paradise. 99 names of the God" author.today/work/160832 ).
The whole series of books: author.today/work/series/11980
Me and the genie (Ifrit) Qahir, my wazir (wazir is also the vizier, adviser to the Sultan\Caliph\Emir and manager of the palace staff). My palace is the Khalif-el-Qahir, the hall-lobby. A scene from the 2nd chapter.
<...> " — Peace be with you, sufferer from the well of the desert! Good has come to my house with you! — Khalifa announced, stopping in front of the frozen Paymon. — And I'm resting in my chambers, and then suddenly — bah! The servants knocked at my door! I threw an avocado at them in the forehead, and they said to me, "sir, a small man, on our threshold!" I thought about it at first: who is this? And then — wai! It's you! — Then Azazel looked at the wazir, shook head with a gentle reproach: — Oh, don't mock arrogance, but understand! — he waved his hand, raising his index finger and shaking his vast gilded bisht sleeve: — The proud man's doctor is Allah!
— As you say, Wise One. — The Ifrit bowed his head in a bow, closing his eyes.
— You are free to go now, because that is my guest, not yours.
The wazir nodded, raised his gaze, straightened up, looked at the confused Paymon calmly, decorously, and stepped back without turning around, melted near the wall, embraced by the desert sand." <…>
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For those who don't know:
- Who am I? Azazel Al-Khalifa, the archdemon of the East, now in human incarnation. And this is not a fucking fiction.
- What is my work about? I write and draw about real angels and demons, the Devil and God, about those events that were once serious; through my creativity, I strive to convey to people the truth about our world, about world history, about the Beast and Holiness, about Heaven and Hell, about the meaning of life and what is hidden from the eyes.
- How did I know all this? I receive revelations and visions, information from outside and from the memory of my own soul; and I am not alone in this, because I landed in this world together with Semiaza, with my chosen one: periodically we even receive the same revelations independently of each other.
- What is my goal? Open to you, Human, eyes, mind and heart.
The whole series of books: author.today/work/series/11980
Me and the genie (Ifrit) Qahir, my wazir (wazir is also the vizier, adviser to the Sultan\Caliph\Emir and manager of the palace staff). My palace is the Khalif-el-Qahir, the hall-lobby. A scene from the 2nd chapter.
<...> " — Peace be with you, sufferer from the well of the desert! Good has come to my house with you! — Khalifa announced, stopping in front of the frozen Paymon. — And I'm resting in my chambers, and then suddenly — bah! The servants knocked at my door! I threw an avocado at them in the forehead, and they said to me, "sir, a small man, on our threshold!" I thought about it at first: who is this? And then — wai! It's you! — Then Azazel looked at the wazir, shook head with a gentle reproach: — Oh, don't mock arrogance, but understand! — he waved his hand, raising his index finger and shaking his vast gilded bisht sleeve: — The proud man's doctor is Allah!
— As you say, Wise One. — The Ifrit bowed his head in a bow, closing his eyes.
— You are free to go now, because that is my guest, not yours.
The wazir nodded, raised his gaze, straightened up, looked at the confused Paymon calmly, decorously, and stepped back without turning around, melted near the wall, embraced by the desert sand." <…>
_________________
For those who don't know:
- Who am I? Azazel Al-Khalifa, the archdemon of the East, now in human incarnation. And this is not a fucking fiction.
- What is my work about? I write and draw about real angels and demons, the Devil and God, about those events that were once serious; through my creativity, I strive to convey to people the truth about our world, about world history, about the Beast and Holiness, about Heaven and Hell, about the meaning of life and what is hidden from the eyes.
- How did I know all this? I receive revelations and visions, information from outside and from the memory of my own soul; and I am not alone in this, because I landed in this world together with Semiaza, with my chosen one: periodically we even receive the same revelations independently of each other.
- What is my goal? Open to you, Human, eyes, mind and heart.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1562 x 2000px
File Size 1.49 MB
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