Me, Azazel Al-Khalifa, real Archdemon of the East

Self-portrait. It's me. Azazel Al-Khalifa, a real demon, Archdemon, Lord of the East, Master of the Desert Sands, Shedim over the Shedims, Spirit of the deserts, one of the tetrad of demonic Kings of the cardinal directions (although Amaimon likes to pretend to be this title), spy of the lands of Egypt, Judea, Palestine, Arab, initially - only Ta-Desher, but won from Nahema and Ta-Kemet (Nahema, nagaina over nagaines and archdemoness, rules Urisu, Upper Egypt, while I rule Musur, Lower Egypt); I am called by the human title "Caliph", but in the pronunciation of "Khailfa", the palace of my Caliphate is located on the wrong side of the mosque of Muhammad Ali, in Al-Qahira (Cairo).

As-salamu alaykum, walking through the virtual expanses! Our life is amazing and mysterious: once a beginner of the very first book of the cycle "Smoldering Hell", which was not planned at all as part of such a global series, I could not even imagine that all this in the end was not fiction. That a small story about a girl walking with the Devil through the city expanses is not my fantasy, but the beginning of a great literary chronicle that reflected the invisible and hidden from the eyes, which people do not even believe in now, like stories that have changed everything in their own way, distorted all those true knowledge about Heaven, about the Devil, about the hierarchy of Klipots and demons, about other and other things that cannot be counted at all - and about God, who is outside religions, who has expressed himself in existence. A great way has been passed - and by no means finished. In the fifth book, I realized that what I am describing, all the visions, knowledge, signs, is true. At the same time, I began to realize that I had a direct relationship to the events. On the seventh book, having seen my persistence and demand, I was finally allowed to see who I was.
Therefore, hello, my friend! I am The Lord of the hells, the fallen cherub, the Master of the desert sands, the Lord of the sultry East and of the lands of the Arab, Palestinian, Jewish, Egyptian (Ta-Kemet and Ta-Desher), as well as the eternal wanderer, in love with the human race, with the East and with Existence - archdemon Azazel Al-Khalifa.

In the portrait above, I am; this is how I look-the real one, if I take off the exterior of the local world, in which I found myself a slave. In your world, at present, I am a demon - trapped in a human body, abandoned here for no reason; but I know for sure: until I return to my true form, having crossed the threshold of death, I am obliged to bring Truth, Beauty and Art into your world; I am obliged to tell you about what your world is really like, what is hidden from your eyes, what are the Hells, Heaven, what are our Triune God and the Absolute Primordial God, and what are the laws of Existence for the universe and for the living soul, what we call the meaning of life.

I create because I can't help but Create. Through paintings, books, poems and music, I bring to the world the Truth about what was, is, and will be forever. My works are the revelation of someone who knows Being, the revelation of a demon who has observed many things with his own eyes, and received other things in visions and the study of existence; "Smoldering Hell" is a series of books in which I concluded a deep analysis of the surrounding reality, my own conclusions about Existence, considered from various points of view, my own knowledge and visions that came from outside about the world I came face to face with, including about the invisible world, and about hundreds of other worlds. Comprehending the psychology of the living soul and the foundations of being, as well as having my own philosophy, I strive to convey my knowledge through every work I have created, to make the reader think about life and respond emotionally. My books are not just a chronicle; I filled them with a new life. I have recreated the real world from the dust, and who better than me to write these books? Reflecting the myriad knowledge about being, about the Primordial God, about the Triune Yahweh, about the superspaces and the baking worlds, about the ships of Heaven and the Heavens of Heaven, about the structure of the worlds and about the battle of Light with Darkness, about the other and so on, these books carry my memory, and who but I could live everyone's life as if his own? Who but I, an actor of a hundred faces, who understands the feelings of a living soul, who is in love with life, with the world and with everyone in this world, could so thoroughly prescribe what was, is and will be forever?