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DIVINE INTERVENTION

The religious makeup of my world was different. It was not rare for Man to have many Gods and many people practiced polytheism.

In fact, some mortals would cross the line and become immortal. Over the course of my life, I struggled with my quest for immortality.

My mother Olympias told me that I was a direct descendent of Achilles. Mother also proclaimed that it was not Philip who impregnated her, but rather, a serpent. Father mentioned that he saw her sleep with a serpent in bed. Later on, she told me that Zeus was my father, but in my era, serpents were closely associated to the God Zeus Ammon.

Throughout history, serpents have also symbolized a man’s reproductive organs, so you can perhaps see how the two stories came to be.

Had this been my only brush with divinity, then I might have disregarded Olympias’ claim for she had always done everything in her power to advance my interests and hype up my aura of grandeur. What are mothers for, right?

When I liberated Egypt, I decided to head down through Northwestern Egypt through the Libyan Desert to visit Siwah. This was in February 331 BC.

Admittedly, I rarely ventured off course for six weeks during my journey. But at the same time, I always consulted with divinity before a major advance. Call it hedging yourself. I was merely covering my ass.

Frankly, while I was starting to believe my immortality, I still needed confirmation. I would get it at Siwah.

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