"Kill DAGON !" (Son of Tigris, #1)

Life had been good for thirteen year old Micha el-Tigris, there at his birthplace in 3493 BCE beside the Tigris River near the village of Kuyunjik, later known as Nineveh. But that all changed in the course of seven days when all those most dear to him died: his mother, uncle, and his tiny pet goat. After an intimate encounter with his neighbours' daughter, he departed to the lands along the Middle Sea coast, to became there, by his own admission, the world's most powerful warrior.
With his new Beautiful Sword he returned to his birthplace, there to fight the minions of that vile reptilian god DAGON, and meeting there also some previously unsuspected half-brothers, and his beautiful daughter for whom his lust knew no bounds. Discovering also the identity of his father, the humanoid star lord YODH WHE, who had come down from the interstellar star craft "Ark of Heaven," and who mated with human virgins with the intention of creating a family of archangels whose destiny was to save mankind.
These brothers were demigods called cherubs, yet they were all plagued by their tendency for argument and uncontrolled anger. Much like their father and the offspring of other gods, some of whom were giants called Nephilim.
Yet all of them, the humanoid gods, the reptilian gods, and the demigods, all demonstrated some very human tendencies, not the perfection that we would expect from divine and semi-divine beings.
But mostly this is the story, "warts and all" of the formative years of the demigod Michael who would, in time, become the greatest of the archangels.
Totally without fear, it could be said that Michael was always ready to take by force if necessary any female he fancied, cut the limbs off any man who opposed him, was potty mouthed, racist, sexist, and had incestuous tendencies. He was certainly most contemptuous of anyone - man or god, who demanded to be worshiped... it being the ultimate failure of character.
And especially contemptuous of that evil god SHAITAN, and his multi poxed arse.
Verily a man for his time.
But perhaps not for the wokish, puritanical 21st century?
Please do not read this book if these themes offend you.
Otherwise read it twice, then tell your friends.
(91,900 words)