The sky was warm blue with scanty white clouds drifting here and there as they graced the heavens above the Playing Field. The field was mostly empty except for a gardener with his lawnmower trimming the grasses and a big and girl seating on a swing chair that was suspended by a rusty iron rod which in turn was supported by two even rustier vertical iron rods. Behind them was the concrete pavilion that stretched for over a hundred meters sporting visibly damaged books, shirts, pen cases and even shoes which obviously had been dropped by the students in the course of their activities. The boy on the swing had a crew cut on with white vest and Ash colored knickers while the girl wore a plait that was commonly referred to as 'All Back' in the locality. Her gown was a brown slick attire with flare at the end which was complimented by a black fluffy slippers and a black sling bag."Hey, Shade." The boy beamed sheepishly as he held her left hand cupped in his. "I actua

Drip...Drip...Drip...Water trickled down into the little pool of water in the bluish and foggy landscape. In it, stood a school boy donning black shoes, blue trousers, white shirt and a blue and white striped tie with a crew cut hairstyle looking in confusion.Just a little ahead of him was a figure, masculine in blue suit, kneeling on one knee.'Don't worry about what happened. Your conscious mind blacked out. This is your unconscious mind that I had been able to wake.' The figure spoke, straining in breath.Every person had a mind that was divided into two. The conscious part did the daily biological machinations and whatnot while the unconscious mind usually came alive to process deeper understanding of what was observed by the conscious mind. For example, one could think about something deeply and end up dreaming about it. In such instances, the unconscious mind is at work  and as always, this mind would do only proc

He's funny. He has this carefree attitude to life that just makes me want to envy him. The first time we met, Bayo had called himself an Unfortunate Special Creature. Like Special and Unfortunate ever go together, heh!And he does have some rather strange terms too.Imagine, he asked me about sexual orientation? Like what does that mean?Does he mean what my sex is or gender? Why would he ask that? Can't he see that I am male?Whatever, he's fun to be with anyways.We've been talking about things. Bayo doesn't really know much about where he is. Well, I don't blame him. He is pretty new here.And that brings me to wonder why there's always battles around his location, especially since he mentions the Vampires.Just what is he, actually? I have to ask.As expected, he is rather dodgy with my questions but I'll push through anyways. Turns out he is some sort of demon being or something. 

Orun Apaadi is rather a unique World, I must say. To think that a World would often times spawn creatures of immense hatred for all the creations of Eledumare with the sole intent of wiping them off reality.It is amazing and perplexing at same time. What causes a wave? The Wave or A Demon Wave as it is often dubbed is a period of time when demons give in their primal instincts of destruction and take it on a widescale. A wave is the period of time when all World Bridges from the First Heaven keep on vomiting hordes and hordes of demons continuously.What makes a wave then? It's simple or rather from my own perspective (I am sure many other seasoned veterans would agree.) that a wave is caused by the condensation of so much demonic energies within a single demon. We've seen cases of such, the most recent incident, being Trixius the fallen Prime who had spawned the greatest waves we have ever recorded.Now that we know how a wave is made

Over time, we have sought for a new way, the new order to things. We have come together from different heavens, a people aggrieved by oppression, a people with sole resolve of redefining what should be as right.But we failed. When we saw the new light in Trixius, we failed to embrace it. Instead we hid, afraid of the change he proposed, totally not ready for what must be. A folly we committed so wholeheartedly.Now that we seek the new light, he is gone from us, extinguished like a whiff of flame in the wind. The preacher of new light is vanished before we can grasp him to behold his divinity.He was our own God, a god we woefully failed by hiding away in fear. Whereas, Trixius had comforted us. Gave us reasons to live and push on in this evil contaminated heavens. He showed us how to rise above the limitations imposed upon us by the higher powers. That if we had it in mind to succeed, then no one ever, be it God or Demon would find themselves in o