Sixdays had passed since the first Sabbath. Now Havah, the mother oflife, was created from Adam on the eve of the second Sabbath. She wasan exquisite form, the perfect complement to Adam.

Shewas brought to the Garden of Eden after the third Sabbath to unitewith her husband. Together, they stood before Elohim, their beingsradiant with glory, shining like stars in the sky. The Malakhim, withtheir celestial gaze unwavering, bore witness to the otherworldlybeauty of the moment, as Aravat's song of joy resounded over thegarden, enveloping the enigmatic presence of Adam and Havah as theycared for Eden.

Meanwhile, back in the throne room of Aravoth, eachhead of authority sat encircled on their thrones before Aravat,Y'shua, Shekinah, Heyl'el, along with the Hayyoth, Miyka'el, Uri'el,Gavri'el, and Suri'el. Y'shua, the Son of Aravat, spoke about thecreation of Havah to his entranced audience as they observed Adam andHavah playfully tending to the Garden.

"I cast a veil of shadow over Adam, gentlyguiding him into the embrace of slumber," Y'shua proclaimed withprofound delight. "In that somnolent state, I extracted a bonefrom his very core. From that hallowed marrow, I sculpted a woman--acreation known as Havah, flesh of his flesh, bone of his bone. I didnot make woman from the dust of Adamah to ensure that she would notbe considered an outsider to Adam in her nature. I did not take herfrom Adam's foreparts to prevent her from uplifting herself againsthim, or from his hind-parts to avoid being accounted hateful."

"Nor did I take her from his right side toprevent her from having pre-eminence over him, nor from his head tostop her from seeking authority over him, nor from his feet toprevent her from being trodden down and scorned in the eyes of herhusband. Instead, I made her from his left side, for the left side isthe place that unites and joins both front and back." Y'shuashared his work with great joy.

Heyl'el scoffs at the notion of Havah, "Soyou created a female for this vessel of dirt to repopulate? To whatend?" The Prince growled, taking to the sky. Miyka'elunfurls his wing to defend Havah's honor on behalf of Adam. Aravatstood before him, "Let him go; now is not the time,Miyka'el," Aravat said.

"But he just mocked your daughter Havah,"Miyka'el said, his anger tempered by humility. "Zeal withoutknowledge is not good--how much more will hasty feet miss the way?"Shekinah questioned.

"I see your point; I will remember yourwords." In this response, Miyka'el acknowledges hisunderstanding and willingness to learn, along with self controldemonstrating humility and respect for Aravat's guidance, for He isthe Father of Creation.

Shekinah steps in, and she addresses the Hayyoth,"The protection of wisdom is like a shield for life, and theadvantage of knowledge is that wisdom preserves the life of those whohave it."

The four stand in their positions, looking down andobserving Adam and Havah. A mixture of joy and uneasiness lingersdeep within their hearts for the unsuspecting couple. An ominousshadow casts a pall over their minds as the Hayyoth exchange glances,ready to protect Aravat's finest creation.

Little did they know that this shadow, which theysensed as a premonition, held a secret that would not only unraveltheir shalom but also send shockwaves through the very fabric ofcreation itself.

Now, some time had passed, and the islands ofShamayim were prosperous with life. They were adorned with lushgreenery, vibrant flowers, and crystal rivers. Waterfalls cascadeddown into the crystal sea, creating lapping waves of fire from theislands that floated above.

The malakhim soared through the skies of Shamayim,frolicking around and enjoying their lives under the grace of Aravat.Amidst the grandeur of all the celestial islands, Mt. Marom stood asa true marvel to behold.

Its translucent surface was as smooth as glass yetradiated an inner glow. The mountain appeared to be infused withlife, pulsating with boundless energy and vitality. Radiant coals ofvarious hues emanated from its core, casting a mesmerizing interplayof light and shadow across the surrounding landscape. At the top ofthe mountain, Heyl'el gazes out over the sea; he observes the wavesrushing toward the shore like an army in frenzy.

Each swell resembles a living creature, rising fromthe depths and crashing onto the sand with a thunderous roar, themist generated by the impact rises like a veil, enveloping themountain and creating an otherworldly ambiance.

Heyl'el, the Prince of Shamayim, stands tall abovethe clearing, his massive wings folded behind him like a formidablecloak. His face reflects a sense of wonder as he surveys the sea,captivated by the beauty of the moment. "I marvel over yourCreation, Father, but I do not understand this Adam you had made,"he ponders.

Heyl'el's expression exudes serenity, yet beneaththe surface lies a hint of power and strength, akin to the stirringof a distant storm. As the Guardian of Shamayim, he has witnessedcountless wonders that mortal eyes could not fathom. Yet, the beautyof this moment takes his breath away as he gazes over the horizon ofShamayim.

"Oh, Shamayim, how magnificent you are tomy eyes. How I yearn for you to be mine, for the wonders you revealare truly awe-inspiring," Heyl'el whispers, overwhelmed withemotion as he covets his surroundings.

Unbeknownst to Heyl'el, Aravat materializes out ofthin air to meet him. Heyl'el is startled when Aravat speaks. "Ihave a few matters to discuss with you," says Aravat.

Heyl'el swiftly turns around and respectfullykisses Aravat's hand. "Father?" Heyl'el reacts, hisvoice filled with surprise.

Aravat stands beside him, hands folded behind hisback, admiring the view alongside Heyl'el. "It's alright, Iwanted to see you, my son," Aravat says with a pleasanttone.

"How can I be of service?" Heyl'elasks, sincerity resonating in his words. "There is oneremaining task that we must address," Aravat states. "Andwhat might that be?" questions the Prince.

Aravat gazes over the horizon as Heyl'el joins him,taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling. "Heyl'el, do youlove me?" Aravat asks, a touch of sadness in his expression.

"Why would you question such a thing,Father? You know that I do," Heyl'el responds. "Then,will you obey my commands and trust my judgments?" Aravatinquires.

"Father, you are the giver of life. I willobey whatever you command, for you know what is best,"Heyl'el affirms with unwavering conviction. He catches Aravat's gazeand senses a troubling weight upon him.

"Father, what troubles you?" Heasks, genuine concern in his voice. The exchange between Aravat andHeyl'el reveals a moment of tension and concern in the celestialrealm of Shamayim.

Aravat, with a forced smile, addresses the recentconflict involving Y'shua, expressing his worries. Yet, amidst theunease, Aravat shifts the focus to a greater purpose. "Youroutbreak with Y'shua concerns me. However, I know that you've alreadyseen Adam," Aravat declared.

The Prince, responds with a hint of prejudice, ashe creates a throne of jasper, symbolizing his regal authority, andsits upon it. His words carry a certain disdain as he questions theworthiness of Adam compared to the other magnificent creations inShamayim. "This Adam does not compare to the Phoenixes, theDragons, the Chalkydri, the luminaries, or any of the children offire?" Heyl'el says with a slight tone of sarcasm.

Aravat, deep in contemplation, manifests a lesserseat and sits next to Heyl'el. The King of Glory acknowledges theuniqueness of Heyl'el's creation, having made him a king over all inShamayim. "That is correct, my son; everything I have made ishere for a purpose. I had you, Malakhim, made as servants to help thelesser, so you could learn that life is about serving one another.But I made you to be a Prince over all I had made in Shamayim. Youneed to be that role model that is all around you. Now I need you toguide Adam in my ordinances, with songs of praise and worship,"Aravat revealed.

Confusion takes hold of Heyl'el. "What areyou implying, Father?"Heyl'el says, feeling a new sensation of jealousy mixed with hate."It should be me in your image, but you had this Adamcrafted by your First Son and gave him power over me." ThePrince scornfully rejects the notion of Adam.

Aravat places his hand on his shoulder and lookshim in the eye, reassuring him, "No, my son. I have honoredAdam by giving him dominion over Adamah, just as I have given youdominion over Shamayim," he sternly stated.

Heyl'el pulls away and moves past Aravat."Everything you have created from Adamah is from her dust,"he ponders. Aravat closely follows, while Heyl'el spins around,spitting sarcasm. "So, you decided to create your splendidimage like the cute monkeys dancing in the trees?" Heyl'elremarks sarcastically insulting Aravat's image.

Aravat is displeased with his Prince's comment."Explain this sarcasm of yours, my son," Aravatdemands. "Father, the beasts of the land, the cattle of thefields, the creatures of the sea, the birds of the air, and the smallcreatures that crawl on the ground are mindless and cute. Your treesare beautiful and have delightful flavors. But this man, why?"Heyl'el questions.

"To show that the lesser is just asimportant as those who are higher, and the higher are to serve withhumility and meekness. For in my eyes, life is about harmony. That iswhy I created laws of life to ensure that the balance stays content.But because of the hardness of my creatures' hearts, there will bemany testings to prove their resolve to divide their selfishambitions against their hearts of generosity," Aravatdisclosed.

"This creation of man is endowed withintellect, superiority, and the power to create?" Heyl'elquestions.

"That is correct, my son. They can speaklike you and I. For everyone who is called by my name, whom I havecreated, will represent my glory. I have formed and created Adam formyself, that he might declare my praise. Just as you and my malakhimare designed to serve my will, but I will not force you "Forlife is about liberty through my Torah," Aravat statesfirmly yet gently.

Heyl'el reacts irrationally. "You know thatthis Adam is inferior to us, yet you plan to elevate him, giving himsuperiority over all your creation on Adamah. This is a mistake,Father!" Heyl'el imposes his biased thoughts.

"As I did with you, Heyl'el? I elevated youabove Shamayim, over the host of my kingdom, over the governance ofthe Luminaries, and my children of fire. Is this a mistake of minetoo?" Aravat counters.

At a loss for words and unable to rebut his hatredtoward Adam, Heyl'el remains quiet. Seeing his son's confusedthoughts, Aravat speaks to make clear, "My ways are higherthan your ways, and my thoughts are higher than yours. Just asShamayim is higher than Adamah, so you are higher than Adam. But youmust learn humility and meekness to serve with power."Aravat instructed.

The Prince gives him a look of disgust, "Fatherwhat I am saying is that you are the master of all things, and yetyou belittle yourself by creating something so insignificant in yourown image. This is absurd," Heyl'el expresses his irrationalthoughts.

"It is my desire to express my love bybreathing life into whatever I choose to create," Aravatstates calmly.

Heyl'el sighs with grief. "You formed usMalakhim from the word of your power; we are your flaming essences ofpower. But this man, you formed from seven consistencies: his fleshfrom the dust of Adamah; his blood from the dew; his eyes from theshape of the moon; his bones from stone; his intelligence from theswiftness of us Malakhim; his veins and hair from the grass ofAdamah; and his soul from your breath. You have given this Adam thesweetness of nature in their flesh. Now they will feel, hear, taste,smell, and see."

"Their souls contain the intelligence to shapetheir own destiny, their veins contain blood to sustain your Chayim,and their bones provide strength and endurance," Heyl'elcalculates in his mind.

"Precisely, you understand, my son,"Aravat compliments. "Then what is my purpose in the grandscheme of your creation?" Heyl'el cautiously asks.

"As I've told you, I need you to lead Adamin the ways of my Torah and teach him my precepts with songs ofpraise and worship. I need you to guide the Malakhim to guide man asthey multiply over the face of Adamah. You are to serve him as youserve me," Aravat says with joy.

Heyl'el's pride puffs up, then he asks, "Whyhaven't you consulted me about these matters before finalizing yourgrandiose plans?"

"Why are you so hardened against mychildren of clay?" Aravat demands an answer. Heyl'el leansinto Aravat's face. "You expect me to obey something I don'tfully understand or believe in," Heyl'el growls.

"You question me, the one who created you?"Aravat challenges. "You created me to be the greatest amongall creation, next to you and your son! Not this Adam!"Heyl'el scoffs.

"Who said anything about them being greaterthan you?" Aravat inquires. "You did, by saying youwill honor them with your glory!" Heyl'el retorts, feelingangry.

"I will not share my glory with anyone, noteven with my first son. I have given each of my creations a measureof their own glory to grow or to waste. You are misinterpreting mywords. Heyl'el, you are my light-bearer, and you are feelingthreatened?" Aravat asks with compassion.

"I am your eyes, ears, and voice, not thisman Adam!" Heyl'el responds with sarcasm. Aravat exhalessharply. "Get a grip on yourself, son. You do have animportant role. If I didn't need you, I would not have created you,"Aravat speaks sternly.

"Yes, I understand perfectly, Father. Youwant me and my Malakhim to be slaves to these children of clay,"Heyl'el says haughtily.

"You and the Children of Fire are the flameof my glory, and I have blessed you with greatness. Don't let yourjealousy blind you, my son. We cannot afford a rebellion in Shamayim,especially at such a crucial moment in time!" Aravat warns.

Heyl'el turns his head away. "Whateverpleases my father, right?" He seethes with bitterness. Aravat embraces Heyl'el and kisses him on his cheek. "Son, Iknow this is overwhelming for you, so I will give you time to thinkthings over," he says with compassion.

Aravat vanishes; Heyl'el sits on his throne,closing his eyes and clenching his fists as he elevates his thronewith his thoughts to the peak of Mt. Marom. "How can he dothis to me? This is my kingdom, and I cannot let it be taken from myhands!" Heyl'el sighs with remorse. He slowly erectshimself, unfurling his mighty wings, and takes to the sky.