The 401st Orisha

"I did it for the love, too." She said, a warm sensation surrounding her form, creating a sort of ethereal presence around her.

She moved on, her eyes shining with light of ancient knowledge. With each step she took, warmth spread over about, the sensation of being loved, wanted, needed and valued invading every thoughts of creatures nearby, including Bayo.

He frowned, mentally as the female came into range, making herself comfortable on the circular hedge of rock he had stood on as the Alpha.

"Hello, Bayo. It's nice seeing you in person. I am the 401st Orisha, the last deified human." She smiled, waving rings-engraved fingers at him.

Her smile held on before wavering as she saw no response from Bayo, turning into a slight frown that even made her face more beautiful to behold.

"Right! You don't know who the 401st Orisha is."

'Of course I don't! Who do you think you are? Forbes Richest human?'

The beautiful woman simply smiled, dazzli

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