"Push! The child is coming!" the midwife urged as the other midwives tried to comfort Naomi.
Naomi did her best to bear down, screaming in pain.
Outside the room where labor was in motion, a young man paced to and fro, confusion wrapping his mind. Many thoughts—both relevant and irrelevant—forced themselves into his head.
This was Neymar, the husband of Naomi, the woman in the labor room.
Neymar was from a family of warriors known as the Ghazis, meaning warriors. They were renowned as skilled fighters.
They came from a small town called Kabyle in North Africa. The people of Kabyle were known for their agricultural occupation, hunting, craftsmanship in woodwork and clay, and their fighting abilities.
"Oh Adonai, the LORD of the heavens and the earth," Neymar prayed. "Grant Naomi success in this delivery, seeing that she has been barren for twenty-eight years."
Neymar had fought many battles and gained countless victories in wars. No one matched him when it came to wielding swords, fighting with daggers, or using punches and kicks. He was known for his speed, agility, strength, and stamina.
But he had no child. For twenty-eight years, his wife had been barren.
On the twenty-eighth year of childlessness, Adonai decided to grant their desire for a child.
In a realm far above, filled with light, a council meeting was held by the beings of light in the Court of Adonai, who is the LORD of Hosts.
"My LORD, O LORD of Hosts," an angel of Adonai advocated, "Lucifer the Evil has made himself lord over the earth realm."
As the council meeting continued, the angel explained, "His aim is to destroy the mankind You created. He has created systems as channels of destruction—dark magic, sorcery, witchcraft, occult practices, and others."
"He has infiltrated government systems and every other structure men use to govern the earth," the angel continued.
"I know, O LORD of Hosts, that You see and know all things and that nothing escapes Your eyes," he acknowledged. "According to Your divine wisdom, LORD, what shall we do?"
The court was embraced by silence as they waited for the eternal God to voice His divine plan.
Then, with a loud and majestic voice, Adonai spoke:
"I will bring judgment upon Lucifer's works on earth, for My judgment is already upon him."
"Micah," Adonai called.
"My LORD!" Micah answered, falling to his knees, holding his drawn sword before him as its tip pierced the ground.
Micah was one of the guardian angels created by Adonai and assigned to guard His creatures. Now, he was about to be sent to the earth.
"Go to the earth," Adonai said. "Naomi, Neymar's wife, is about to give birth. I held her womb all these years for this purpose. I am assigning you as the guardian of the child. Give him all the training he needs to become an immortal being, for he is a male child."
"His name shall be called Michael, for I will make him prince over nations and kingdoms, while I will be his King," Adonai commanded.
"Yes, my LORD," Micah answered.
Then a book was given to him, bearing the inscription 'THE CHRISTOS' written in bold letters, and beneath it another inscription: 'The Holy Word of Light.'
"This book contains all the information he needs to grow from the mortal stage to the immortal stage," Adonai said to Micah.
"The book will be given to him at the age of eighteen. You must prepare him to be able to handle it."
"Yes, my LORD," Micah answered.
"Now go!" Adonai commanded.
Micah took the book and descended to the earth realm.
The earth would never remain the same again.
What, then, would be the fate of the earth?