In a match to the death as all soul beast contest battles were, the ability of a beast to make optimal decisions in the blink of an eye had been the grace that had seen them to live and win. When faced with opponents, these beasts are able to adapt to the conditions that they fight with, even to the extent of changing their style and manner of approach just to be on level ground with the opponent before them. It is of popular opinion that the soul beasts are not sentient beasts. But however because of the bond that these creatures share with their hosts, a level of intelligence is attained in them. Sometimes, this intelligence may span as a result of experience gained when going out on various missions with the hosts or just as a result of time and growth. For beasts with longer time as a soul bond

What is strength? What is power? What is this class ranking system we all partake in? From Basic Class to God Class, one thing remains certain. That is, that strength is valued above everything and anything else. Anyone with a lower class is easily boxed into the corner and forgotten. But should this be the case? We, people of the lower worlds have had to endure the constant bullying by those above us. The Orishas and their unruly set of offsprings, The Emere have being a constant pain to all of us. Blessed by Eledumare with insane power levels, we can only grovel in the dust before their pre-eminence. But such should not be. We all are aware of the time when The Emeres sought to wipe almost all the Kpelekpe Race just because they put me under their care. I, who was forgotten by the gods themselves. Only until I attained certain strength did they remember tha

On the return of Layo, he had been furious that he had gone after the Titan brothers. Being the stronger of the three of them due to the fact that he was a mercenary hunter, they had been successful in vanquishing the Titans brothers, all though it had taken him quite the time to do so because the Titans were only two. He was just one and again, Sayo was heavy with children. When Sayo had put to birth again, the Titan brothers had returned just at the nick of time when an agreed Layout was about to end the life of the one red skinned Titan baby. They stole him away from his fury and escaped, running far away. Layo would have made to pursue them but his sister and wife was now in failing health. And so, he had stayed back to see that she was doing alright. Sayo did not make it. Layo blamed her death on the Titans and so, he had grown his offspring to

When the next wave was to come, they had better assurance over the success of the scout troops. The most of them could access Agbara and so the odds were so much better than before. The ones who had cried against such methods did not find basis for their cry now. The troops were sent out, platoons they were under a commander. But then again, the commanders were given a mandate. The less of them that died, the better for the platoons. Now, a platoon is made of about 45-50 soldiers. People were unwilling to join these Advance Platoons so it made sense to make sure that none of them, if possible, lost their lives to the battles. In this case, the Commanders were given full powers. In the later times, the Hadjan Commune no longer sent out advance platoons when the wave was around but rather, they stationed advance platoons along the way to the Hadjan Commune in foreign lands, after securing diplomatic relationships with the leadership of those land

He did not want to look like a loser in front of these people when he had just been able to finally fall his opponent down. Different words roared out from among the audience but he did not pay attention to that. He could swear that whatever they would say would be no different from what the blasted MC had been saying about him. And he did not want to do any of that. He shook his trembling head as he began to analyse the whole situation. Did it really matter if he won or anything? He had held on to that belief that if he won the fights he was going to, there would be a glimmer of hope for him on the way. But now, staring back at the Lightning Fist Chimp, he wondered if it was all but a dream. A faraway dream he could only reach when in sleep. A fool’s dream. He did not want to think about it