Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

When the young Izmo was born, there was a long-lasting ray of light in the sky. Many people were surprised and told the matter to the highest priest at that time.The priests felt that this young man might be unusual, and after discussing it, they decided to take him with him and raise him after he was 16 years old.

Izmo grew up gradually. He was smart, proud and confident, and was very popular with the Pharaoh and the priests. At the age of 16, he was officially appointed as a priest of Amon. He raised the witchcraft scepter high on the altar, and thousands of people cheered and worshiped for a while.

At the age of 17, the highest priest abdicated, and he finally succeeded as the oracle priest, enjoying the title of "God's First Prophet".

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the people cultivate themselves.

Then one day, the flames of war burned to the hometown.

The soldiers died one after another, and the priests wept and begged the gods for forgiveness.He vaguely heard a man's name - Alexander, everyone, no matter who they are, will change color when they hear this name.They said he was the god of war, that he was forever invincible, and that Egypt was doomed.

He doesn't believe it.How could the people under the protection of Amon be overthrown by a barbarian.

When the army attacked the temple, the priests who were willing to surrender were safe and sound, while most of the priests who insisted on their beliefs fled with their families.He stood behind Pharaoh, standing still.Pharaoh patted his hand suddenly, and said in a low voice: "Child, hurry up, you are still young, even if you don't become a servant of God, you can still survive."

"No," the young Yizmo shook his head stubbornly, with unyielding and hope in his young eyes, "Whether it is disaster or death, please let me witness it with you."

Pharaoh sighed: "Son, I'm a little thirsty, go and help me get some water."

Izmo nodded in obedience, and walked out the door with the pitcher in hand.

While drawing water from the well, he suddenly heard a scream from inside the temple.

Izmo's hands trembled, and the jug shattered.He picked up a tile and hurried back to the temple.

The pharaoh fell from the throne in the center of the temple, and the blood gushing from his chest covered the entire seat.As soon as Izmo entered the door, he saw the young man bending over to insert the dagger.

The morning light poured down the window, and the floating particles in the air were very clear.

He was wearing armor, but he had straight and long chestnut hair like a woman, and his green eyes were strange and seductive, like a cat.When he turned around and saw Izmo, he narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head intently, and put the dagger into Pharaoh's hand calmly.

Is this Alexander?

"He committed suicide." The man said in a deep and cold voice.

Izmo didn't understand, he just stared at him vigilantly, clenched the tiles in his hands.

The man straightened his back, crossed his arms, looked at him with great interest, and suddenly hooked his hand at him: "Who are you?" Then he walked towards him.

He killed Pharaoh!He actually killed Pharaoh just like that!Izmo shook his head and held up the tile to the man. He wasn't afraid, but he was angry.Is this how these barbaric alien invasions trampled on their country?

"Looking at your clothes...you should be a person of relatively high status, um...what's your name?"

Izmo growled, grabbed the tile and stabbed at him.

The man dodged sideways and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you so excited, he committed suicide as soon as he saw me, what can I do?"

Izmo didn't answer, and stabbed at him again and again, the action was fierce, almost with the momentum of dying.

The man backed away a few more times, and finally couldn't help it, and restrained him: "Do you really have to kill me?"

Izmo struggled twice, but couldn't, the boy's eyes turned red with sadness and anger.

The man summoned someone, locked him up, and took him away from prison.

Izmo, who was always proud and clean, became a prisoner and was locked up with many Egyptian prisoners.But soon the man noticed a very interesting scene, that is, almost all the Egyptian prisoners were in awe of this handsome young man, as long as he moved his lips, a lot of people would kneel down and read along with him in a low voice What.They saw him as a god, as if he were their hope that could never be dismissed.

One night, the man suddenly dragged him out of the cage, sat and drank with other soldiers high above, and looked at him with a smile from time to time.

"General, this boy is the highest oracle priest in Egypt. His name is Izmo. He is precious, and he is especially favored by the pharaoh. If you don't believe me, you can take a look at him. He has no hair at all. Only oracle priests can do this." , Also, he practiced circumcision." Suddenly, an Egyptian wearing a Greek robe said.

"Circumcision?" The man found it very interesting, and nodded slightly, "Take off his clothes, I want to see."

A few soldiers came up and ripped off his clothes roughly.Izmo was startled and resisted desperately, but he was finally stripped naked.The boy will never forget that scene for the rest of his life. Everyone pointed at his body strangely and laughed, as if he was such a ridiculous object.Yes, objects, not people, but he could only endure such humiliation helplessly, unable to do anything.

The man drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then suddenly tossed the glass and walked over.Soon, a few cold and slender fingers slowly caressed Izmo's body.Like a dexterous and smooth snake, and like a faint wind, his hands delicately and ambiguously caressed every inch of Izmo's body, until finally, a layer of small particles formed on Izmo's body due to numbness.The man's hand stopped under him in a mischievous manner, and then stopped moving.

Everyone was booing and staring at the boy with lewd smiles. Izmo twisted his body and covered his eyes in pain.

The man smiled softly. He moved the boy's arm away with his other hand, brushed his shiny black curly hair, and whispered softly in his ear: "Look at how beautiful you are."

The man kissed him reeking of alcohol.

Izmo closed his eyes, and tears of humiliation flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He is the oracle priest and the "purifier" of God. Everything he has done since childhood is to keep God pure and clean.But from this moment, everything he worked hard for was ruined by this man.

Later he learned that the man's name was not Alexander at all, but Kassander.

The man began to drag him out of the cage inexplicably, or tease him in public or privately, and every time he had to tremble all over, and his face was stained with lust before he let it go.Such days became a torment for Izmo, but he couldn't die.All the Egyptians are saying, look, even Lord Izmo is alive, why can't we stay strong?

He taught him to speak Greek, and his tone was very gentle and elegant, but Izmo had to be very careful, as long as he said a wrong word, the man would mercilessly whip him.By the time he finally learned Greek, his skin was barely intact.

The Macedonian troops did not stay in Egypt for long.During the march, the men locked Izmo alone in a cage and were pulled by a carriage.One day, Izmo suddenly heard the conversation of several soldiers. They said that when he was in Egypt, Alexander met with the highest oracle priest and pharaoh of Egypt, and they awarded him the title of "Pharaoh", the supreme supreme.Izmo suddenly became excited, Kassander, Kassander actually found someone else to replace Pharaoh and him!He clearly killed the beloved Pharaoh, he clearly imprisoned himself in such a shameful way!Izmo cried out, telling them that he was the oracle priest, and telling them to take him to Alexander.He wants to reveal the truth to the King of Kings, and he wants to tell everyone about this man's scandal!

"Don't waste your efforts."

The man sitting on the white horse chuckled slightly, approached him and said, "Your name is Nai Xi, and you are my slave. From today onwards, this is your only identity and name."

The hours are long and cruel.

Izmo's desperation pierces his heart.

But he is not reconciled.He tried every means to escape, he wanted to see Alexander, the only meaning of his life was to expose this person.But each attempt resulted in more serious punishment. Kassander sent people to kidnap his parents, Kassander killed them in front of him, Kassander asked someone to rape him, Kassander fed him drugs, Kassander locked up her little sister, Kassander...

Kassander became his worst nightmare, the devil he would balefully curse.

The battalion commander was so quiet that only Naixi was choking with all his might. He lowered his head and tears fell to the ground drop by drop.

It seemed that many words had been held in his heart for too long. From the beginning to the end, his voice was trembling with excitement: "Later, the Macedonian troops arrived in Persia. Kassander met Bagoas by accident..."

He decided to woo Bagoas, so he said to Izmo, "Go and watch him, and if you can, persuade him to seduce Alexander."

Izmo agreed without hesitation.

As long as he can leave Kassander's side, even if he is allowed to return to the cage, he will agree.And maybe this time I can find a chance to get close to Alexander.

Kassander smiled: "Your sister is still in my hands... Don't get excited, I didn't say I would kill her, but I have a hundred ways to make her life worse than death."

Izmo had no choice but to take one step at a time.

Blessed by Amon, Izmo met the first person who treated him well during this journey.

Bagoss broke his fetters and defended himself in a wrestling match he was inadvertently involved in.Although he didn't really save himself, but when a person fell to the ground, someone stood in front of him and stood up, this feeling was too strange to him.

On the night of thunder and lightning, Kassander sent a letter early, suggesting that he would be assassinated by Alexander, and asked him to encourage Bagoss to go out to find Alexander.He said Bagoss was like a rock, hard and soft, and although he couldn't be moved directly, he had to be taught a lesson.And this trick can definitely make Alexander look at Bagoss differently.

Izmo hesitated, but still conveyed.

But swearing in the name of the goddess Isis, he never thought that Kassander's "a little lesson" almost caused Bagoss to die!He also didn't expect that Bagoss would be captured and locked in a cage to fight with the lion!

He and Kassander had a big fight, and Kassander fucked him, still in front of his sister.

Several times, thanks to Bagoas, he had seen Alexander, and he passed him, but he could say nothing.

until today.

Bagoas is not an ordinary person, of course Izmo knows.Because he often said things that no one could understand.And he was always doing things secretly that others couldn't understand, such as having an unusual obsession with Hephaestion's ring.Several times when he slept in the middle of the night, he heard Bagos say that I am not Bagos, I am Francisco, and he also suspected that this person might have a problem with his background.But one thing he was absolutely sure of was that Bagoss never intended to harm anyone.

Kind people don't need to suffer for their kindness.

As soon as he denounced Bagoas, he regretted it.

Izmo suddenly realized that he had become the same person as Kassander.Constantly hurting others for his own benefit, what he did was no longer benevolent, he had already deviated from his belief in God, and gradually lost himself.

He still remembered the way his sister wept bitterly when she saw the humiliation he had suffered.

"Brother, you are the incarnation of God and our glory. No one can make you bow your proud head," the younger sister said loudly while holding on to the railing of the cage, "Brother, do what you think is right!"

"Alien slaves are really unreliable."

Kassander's voice abruptly interrupted Nessi's narration.

He put his hands on his chest, and smiled angrily: "Just because I gave you to Bagoss, you bite back. You are too good at doing things."