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Time Skip — 40 Years LaterKingdom of Misr
As Forty years had passed and Misr was no longer the same.
What was once a dusty and chaotic kingdom had slowly turned into something far more organized.
The Nile Canal now stretched across the land, bringing water from the Nile into farms and towns. Fields were full of crops, and farmers worked peacefully under the sun.
Stone roads now connected cities across the kingdom. Markets were full of traders from distant lands.
Schools had been built across Misr. Boys and girls studied together. They learned writing, mathematics, medicine, engineering, and many other subjects. It was still in the early stages, but knowledge was spreading quickly.
One of the biggest changes was how people used the sun's heat.
With the invention of polished mirrors, sunlight could be redirected and focused. People used it to heat water for baths and even to cook food slowly.
The houses were also different now.
They were designed to stay cool in the desert heat. Wind towers and carefully placed windows guided air through narrow channels. Water channels cooled the wind before it entered homes.
Because of better hygiene, boiling water, and cleanliness, diseases had dropped greatly.
Life expectancy had doubled as In the past, most people lived only 30 to 35 years and Now many people lived 65 or even 70 years.
Slowly but surely, Misr had become the most advanced land in the region and at the center of it all Was done by me Pharaoh Ramesses Or rather Allen, the reincarnated soul inside him with the help of Aron(Harun)
Royal Palace ( Throne Room)
Inside the palace, Ramesses sat on his throne.
He wore fine cotton-silk clothing imported from ancient India. On his head was a silver crown crafted by Harun as it is a magical Artificat.
Harun stood beside him. He looked older now, more mature. But his calm prophet-like aura was still the same.
Ramesses sighed while looking at a huge stack of records.
"Damn it, Forty years later and the paperwork still never ends, I should never have invented written reports."
Harun chuckled.
"My friend, you built schools, hospitals, irrigation systems, sanitation laws, and a structured army and Of course the paperwork increased."
He continued calmly.
"Even though your technology is simple compared to the future, what you built is remarkable and The armies you trained are disciplined. Even future empires would struggle against them and will try to replicate it."
Ramesses rubbed his forehead.
"I miss the days when my biggest problem was whether I would drown in the sea or not."
Harun laughed quietly.
Just then, several advisors entered the throne room and bowed.
One of them stepped forward.
"My Lord Pharaoh, a trade caravan from the east has arrived and They wish to exchange silk and spices for salt."
Ramesses nodded.
"Accept the trade. But keep the taxes fair and ask them about gemstones, books, and their culture. I want to learn what knowledge they have."
The advisor bowed.
"Yes, my lord."
He left to handle the negotiations.
Another advisor stepped forward.
"My lord, the engineers from the education council wish to expand the irrigation network."
Ramesses waved his hand "Approved but monitor the construction carefully."
The advisor bowed and left as The throne room slowly returned to silence.
Harun stood quietly, watching everything, For forty years, he had seen this kingdom grow step by step.
It was still imperfect but nothing in existence is perfect expect Mosthigh But compared to the old Misr it was a miracle.
Then suddenly Aaron's expression changed as He looked toward the palace entrance.
Ramesses noticed immediately,"What is it?"
Aaron spoke slowly "He's here."
Ramesses frowned "Who?"
Aaron looked straight ahead "Moses."
Ramesses froze as Forty years had passed And now The real story was about to begin well let make it more Authentic....heheheh
(Outside the Pharaoh's Palace ) Misr
Right outside Pharaoh's palace, several guards stood alert.
The palace of Misr was always heavily protected. No one could simply walk inside without permission. At that moment, a man slowly walked toward the gates.
His clothes were simple and worn. His beard had grown long, and some strands of white could already be seen in it. His fingers carried small scars, signs of years of hard work.
But his eyes were different.
Strong and Sharp And deep inside them… a faint power could be felt.
The man continued walking forward.
Moses had returned.
Forty years had passed since he left Misr and lived in Midian.
During those years, he had lived a simple life. He became a shepherd. He learned carpentry. He married a woman and had a child.
But tragedy struck five years later as His wife died.
Since then, Moses raised his child alone.
He taught the boy everything he knew. He told him stories about life, about faith and Most High, and about the mistakes he had made. Sometimes he even showed him the little magic he still possessed.
Eventually, his son grew up and married as well.
But even after all these years, Moses never stopped asking the Most High for forgiveness.
And one night…His prayer was finally answered.
The Most High spoke to him.
"Return to Misr Bring with you those from the children of Isaac who will follow you and name them Children of Israel."
Moses was confused at first.
All his unique skills had returned, except for his ultimate skill, which was still sealed.
But one thing was clear as He had been forgiven and So Moses began the journey back to Misr as His first goal was simple which is to Find his cousin Aaron(Harun).
He had heard long ago that Harun had also become a prophet. As Moses approached the palace gate, the guards stepped forward and stopped him.
"Halt! State your name."
Moses looked at them calmly.
"My name is Musa."
He had changed his name from Moses to Musa to hide his identity After all, if Pharaoh had once sent soldiers to capture him, he would be powerless to resist now.
The guards looked at each other.
"Musa?" one of them said "Strange name."
The other guard frowned "We heard of someone called Moses long ago but you said Musa."
They looked confused as Just as they were about to question him further, another voice spoke behind them.
"Let him pass." It was one of the royal advisors who had just arrived after inspecting the agricultural departments "The Pharaoh has been expecting someone like him."
The guards nodded immediately.
"If the Pharaoh wishes it, you may enter."
Moses walked through the palace gates. As he entered the throne hall, his eyes slowly lifted.
And there he saw him the man sitting on the throne was His childhood companion and His adoptive brother.
Rames well what he called him.
Ramesses slowly opened his eyes and looked at Moses as He studied him carefully. Forty years had indeed changed him.
Moses was no longer the young prince he once knew as he had become someone else entirely.
Then Moses spoke.
"Pharaoh."
Ramesses smirked slightly.
He could see Moses trying to stay calm while Harun quietly hid behing the pillar and suppressing his presence with his Ultimate skill.
Moses still didn't have his full abilities as Ramesses leaned forward.
"Welcome back… brother."
Moses froze for a moment and Then his eyes narrowed "You still call me that… after everything I did?"
Ramesses suddenly stood up and walked toward him. Without warning He grabbed Moses by the collar of his clothes.
"You killed a man and then you ran away for forty years."
"That was your Self Exile punishment for yourself But don't think that erases our childhood." as His grip tightened slightly "We grew up together That doesn't disappear just because you decided to punish yourself for forty years."
Ramesses looked straight into his eyes "So tell me, Moses Did you finally come back to face me?"
Harun, standing Behinf the pillar , sighed quietly"These two…"
As Moses lifted his staff "I did not return for memories, I came with a message." as Ramesses crossed his arms "Let me guess you will say something like "Rames, Let my people go?" "
Moses' eyes widened slightly"How did you "as he paused as Ramesses raised a hand "Relax, I already freed them forty years ago."