The Drakon Master, Dakota And Oberius walked into the street from a black mansion shaped like a cube. Flowers littered the edges  of the walkways that transversed the lawn , adding life to the dull colored building. On walking to the street, loud noises rent the air, the atmosphere filled with changing, cursing and swearing, the signature move of aggrieved persons.But in Orun, aggrieved persons necessarily did not have a say. It was this- become powerful and ascend your soul Status or be treated as scum to be crushed under foot.The motivation was Ascend or grovel.But over the decades, the Drakonian Confederacy has undergone massive transformations of equity and justice. If aggrieved, you could take the case up to a Drakon Master to seek retribution.And truth be told, it had saved some many lives from needless death duels.And as result, Drakonian Confederacy has thrived, grown, survived and prospered tremendously, a noticeable

We ask what must be for such an involvement of the Ascension Camps, Elder? Of a truth, we have come across your son, Sunday and by your previous, have engaged him with the best of our Spirit Ascenders only to be beaten down with our tail between our legs.It appears that he was drawing power from a Wolf like soul bound creature. Power so potent that our very own Omega Classed Experts were naught before him. Thankfully, an IES camp was nearby to assist, howbeit, he escaped capture.it is enough for me to be annoyed, Elder, for you failed to intimate us about our extensive his power was, despite fact that he is not high on the soul chart. But, I will take this as mere forgetting, which is very unlikely of you. So I ask, what is happening now? For it seems the Orisha are farther and more silent from us and to us, making their Aspectual powers harder for us humans to glean.I would appreciate an answer as soon as possible, Elder. As for your son, it is now settled t

Bayo yelped for joy!In the few weeks he had lived in this world or this Orun, he had come to understand the thing that was about companionship and friendship. The thing was just that, friends and true family never left you. And if by any chance they did, Fate often had a way of bringing you both together. It was the percept that had governed his life at the pack. The reason why he had loved the dogs so dearly.Seeing Jaspar now was no different."Hey, unlucky special creature, I've missed you." Jaspar beamed, looking closely all over Bayo's form. Bayo smiled internally. Usually, he'd have being so excited but then again, he had to remind himself that this Jaspar was a pervert so he had to be really really careful before Jaspar had his butt for business.'I'd better move away.' Bayo said mentally as he snuggled away from Jaspar's observatory hugLooking at Jaspar now, he felt safe. Aside from the looming fear that Jaspar m

The Latent Stealth Dog raced wildly through the thick vegetation, ducking to avoid a large root and twisting to go around tree trunks. In short time, it clambered up the cliffs, racing to its cave with a furiously panting heart. 'Yasmin, I still don't understand it. Who are those people? And what can I do to remove the mark imprint on me?' Earlier on, he had felt a tremendous wash of fear and darkness when he entered the forest. Just after when Yasmin informed him he had a fugitive mark in his soul, an imprint of an asterisk etched in his soul space, beside his soul.Just then, footsteps rapped closer on the rocky plains outside the cave. Panicking he thrust his frame outside in a flight of fight response. Bayo froze, seeing the lean figures in black gowns staring coldly at him with fang tips protruding from their upper lips.Read more