Egypt wants her, for she's unpredictable. Egypt needs her for she is greater than any treasure you could ever imagine.
Egypt deems her worthy to rule it's empire better than anyone, for she is embedded with unrivaled splendor, surpassing beauty and...
Hardship, peace, bondage, wealth, power and glory began from the reign of Menmaatre Seti the First. 1290-1279 BC.
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With the Akkadians in bondage, so did it happen like magic on the surface of the earth. On a breezy night with the stars aligning at their horizon, to test the fate of mankind, Set the god of chaos, cast into Egypt; a seed of a man. The one who will ruin the future of Egypt.
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In a brick inn house of a mulled wall, the light was dwelling in a low lightening by crude oil lamp of clay.
Scrupulously clean, furnished with bare necessities, coarse hangings of sheep and goat hair curtains as the window.
On a rough-hewn old table, a small reed woven ark is placed on it. Azenath, a poor woman in her mid twenties, probably a widow, hailed from a tribe in Nubia, she lived in Egypt, where the descendants of the Akkadians were being oppressed.
Her husband died in slavery, a month before the birth of their son and with the rumours on the streets that Pharoah is planning something evil against the new born infants of Akkadia, Azenath feared that she could no longer hide her baby, so she took for him, an ark of brushes, and dauber it with slime and with pitch.
Indistinctly, by the flickering reflected light from the cooking brazier, Azenath placed her new born son into the ark of bulrushes, but there was no pitch on it.
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