It is theorized, scientifically, that the Brain is the last organ to die. All other organs begin to fail, each one fading off and failing to support the biological machination of human flesh and blood but the brain remains, seconds later, fighting before giving in, eventually.
This was not any different in Bayo's case.
HONKKKKKK....
Was the last sound Bayo heard before his body went haywire. In a flash, the world tumbled over and over, fading off only to come clearer for a few seconds.
'God... God... No... No... Stop!' Bayo screamed mentally.
At the corner of his vision, he saw the old security guard screaming but not for long as darkness began to fade in gradually.
He gasped after it appeared he reached his maximum height and then began to tumble down. He felt all shades of sick as his insides spun round and round.
'No... no...no... somebody... anybody... help... anything to grab... please' Bayo panicked mentally as adrenaline pumped into his blood, reminding him that he was going to fall hard and heavy.
His body crashed heavily down on something hard, intense pain tearing through his body like hot knife followed by a complimenting Crunch of breaking bones.
'Aaaaaaarghhhh... No... I can't just die like this...' Bayo's head burned hot reacting to the immediate pang of headache.
He was thirsty too.
He screamed or attempted to, only to muffle out exasperated gasps.
OGod!
His mind went on hyperdrive. He gasped, trying to move his hand to feel his face but the hands wouldn't budge. Just about then, a second sound ripped his ears, sending a series of sharp burning pain into his eardrums.
He grimaced, turning with great difficult to the source of the sound. In a flash, he saw what had hit him. It was a heavy duty truck
Before his dimmed vision, the tires of the truck squealed,slowing down some extent although the overall speed of the truck was not affected.
Bayo's instincts screamed danger. Panic filled his lungs as he tried to scramble himself. But time was not his friend this day.
The left tyres smashed into him, rolling over his body as he passed from tyre one to tyre nine, a bloody paste of flesh and bones.
Bayo's Vision faded.
Finally.
The darkness that edged at his vision earlier totally clouded his senses. He felt his body being disembodied as they were being removed one after the other.
Was this how people died?
No!
He shouldn't be thinking of death.
'I have to survive. No... no... this thing... I can't... just go like that.
Not... not made it ... yet...
She ditched me because of money...
I just can't leave...
Not made mother... proud yet...
My dreams... I'll never... talk rhymes because I'm dead?...
No. No.. No...
I can't... just die... like this...
This is injustice.
Shade... she has to pay...
Is there even a-a God?
I-if... there is, please, don't make me go...
Second chance...
I swear... I'll focus... more...
Oh... oh... who I'm I kidding?
T-there's... no... no... Me?
Begging God?
No, that will mean I'm a loser...
I can't... can't... lose
I refuse it!
Wait...
Please... God... Jesus... Allah... Buddha... Amadioha... Ogun... Obatala...anyone... I mean any god... help...
I don't ...
deserve...
to die like this...
If there's truly... truly... a god...
No...
Whichever God is listening... please... pity my struggling mother...
I... I have many...many things to right...
Haven't... written that novel yet...
The... world will never... never... know me...
I can't just die...
No...
Please...
No...
No...
no...
-no
-...
...'
Bayo thoughts raced like the whirlwind, each one trying to suppress the other as the most important, increasing the pain that coursed through his whole self. His consciousness groaned in total regret as he began reviewing each and every of his life choice.
The chances he never took...
The opportunities he lost because he was scared...
The sacrifices he made for love...
Stupid love...
He remembered stealing his struggling mum's money just to impress Shade, knowing he had an irresponsible father that cared less about him.
The guilt bore heavily on him now.
God! He had been so insensitive.
But he could right it all now.
'I just...just... second chance... please...'
No...
He flashed back again, to the time of Shade and Wale sharing quick kisses.
The thought of that treacherous act made him ache with anger and hopelessness.
How foolish...
But..: why did he have to act so immature too?
Why didn't he just take it with a pinch of salt?
Instead, he ran...
Stupid me!
Running to my death.
The scene vanished and another replaced it. He saw his father battering his mother without remorse, in the kitchen. Her screams rent through the kitchen.
Just in the corner, he saw little him, crying and swearing to make it rich...
Rich enough to give his mother a better life...
A better life...
But how was that going for him, now?
The flashback cleared now. Immediately, he remembered, seeing himself at a construction site with his mother. He watched as she trudged along with laborers, carrying a pan of sand, granite and cement.
All in a bid to make ends meet...
for him...
'Please... whoever is listening... for my mother's sake... Give me a second chance...
I can't just die like this, Pleaseeeeee...'
Bayo pleaded as his consciousnesses began fading off.
For a brief second, he heard the sound of people alarmed and sirens wailing.
But that was it...
All he saw was pitch darkness with no sense of feeling.
He felt himself floating off, his memories fading away as he waltzed into a body of darkness.
Emptiness...
Bayo was dead, finally.
A blurb of energy floated in a spot, the only source of illumination within the pitch darkness about. The radiance from its glow diminished greatly only to suddenly become revitalized with an outburst of pulsing energy within the blurb.
The raidaince returned now as the blurb of energy swisher and sloshed about.
A smaller blurb of black miasma began drifting towards it from the pitch darkness of around. The miasma blurb floated closer, shooting out tendrils of shadows to the bigger, light emitting blurb.
The shadows trailed, only to get vaporized by the Light blurb. This action seemed to make the black miasma stop as if it were considering its chances.
After a short while, the blurb of energy began to fade again. In response, the black miasma stirred and suddenly bolted for the Energy blurb.
The black miasma slammed into the energy blurb suddenly. As a result, it splattered generously all over the energy blurb, as if trying to consume the energy.
Seconds later, the miasma recoiled as another weak but sudden outburst of energy pulsed through the blurb.
The black miasma folded itself now into a ball, sized smaller than the energy blurb it was trying to consume.
And as it was very close to the weakened energy blurb, it sent shadow strands upon strands, attempting to envelop the entire energy blurb.
It seemed like it was progressing for a while until the shadow strands began vaporizing once more , forcing the miasma to send more shadows that streaked across the blurb.
A seemingly Stalemate.
Blink!In the darkness about, light suddenly sparked, bringing warmness to the dread, sad air.Bayo's conscience flickered, a glimmer of hope in the spark of light he saw. His sense of feel began coming to focus.He tried to feel where he was, floating in a space of nothing. Peeking forward, he felt gloomy dark around.He panicked.'Wait, where am I?'Trying to take forward look, he reached for his face but nothing.'My hands still not working?' He thought.But that didn't seem like it. He tried to move his legs but felt nothing.'Maybe I'm so injured I can't move.' He thought, resigning himself to fate.He tried again, moving his body, any part, but this time a restricting force began to come on him.In annoyance, Bayo mentally refused and felt the restricting forces that came latched on him at several points disappearing.He sighed mentally, obviously relaxed. As he did, a flood o
For a minute or so, Bayo felt nothing. Emptiness.Then Thoom!A sudden blast of various scents hit him all at once. He could feel the heat of the sun blazing harshly at him and the stale air around accompanied with the smell of fresh grass.Wow!This is how it felt to be alive.'Ah, I miss being alive.' Bayo reached for his face but felt nothing like arms.'Wait, I am still bodiless?' Disappointed, he sighed, mentally.'Yasmin, uhm... you there?''Yes?' Yasmin's cool, collected voice came once more in his head.'Why don't I have a body?' He asked.'If you had been patient earlier with the Ascender Induction, all of this would be explained already.' Yasmin replied.Bayo frowned mentally.'Well, help me, damn you.'Nothing.'Yasmin?' Bayo asked uncertainly.Why the forge was Yasmin quiet suddenly.'Yasmin, please, I'm scared. Don't leave me alon
Bayo exhaled now, baring out his fangs. He took a minute, observing his body carefully. He had strong muscles that pulsated with strength as he stood. His claws too were black and dangerously deadly.No way was any beast going to stand in it's way.He felt so super strong.Untouchable!Don't get too caught up, Bayo. Focus. For craps sake there might be an even mightier form out there.He cautioned himself. With that note, he turned around, sniffing in the stale forest airs.He had to admit it. All of this was wonderful but first he had to really explore his chances of survivability.'Status, Yasmin'For some frightening minutes, Yasmin was quiet.'Yasmin?' Bayo called out quietly'Yassssmiiinnnn...' he called out in a sing song mental voice.Still no response.'Shit! Don't leave m
Bayo trudged on, pushing his wobbly cub feet to walk. Each gait was seemingly tough to pull by. Honestly, if he knew that he was not going to become that all might 17 energy rated Dog earlier, instead of this wobbly weakling of a cub, he would have just passed by.InFact, Giving Yasmin control was so much better than this form he was in.Come to think of it, how was he going to survive here? He had only one thing on his mind.That is to eat Salamanders. Yuck! Beside that, he had nothing else. And that wasn't sounding good to him.What if he encountered a beast that decided on tasting him?What were his survival chances? He couldn't fight as a dog.How do dogs even fight?In his last life, he had only two legs but now having four seemed unsettling. But that didn't mean he was going to ditch this life however.Taking a quick glance around the forest again, he noticed the heavily
Everywhere around was dark, the ominous feeling that comes with death. Bayo felt himself floating away as if being sucked up by a vacuum tube.The more he floated off, the more densely the suction became and more thicker the darkness grew.He felt... Nothing, no feeling whatsoever except that he had to survive.He had given his all. But clearly, this world had being harsh to him from the start. Disappointed, he let himself float further away, totally resigned to whatever fate awaiting him.'You have attained max growth point to evolve to Young Adult of Iron Spike Tail Dog. Beginning evolution process.' Yasmin's voice cut in, a glimmer of hope in the dreary darkness.Suddenly, light exploded in the darkness, setting the shadows in hiding. A gravitational pull descended on him, slamming him down with tremendous force.GRRROOAAR... Bayo growled, his voice audibly rippling through the forest now.Words floated to his min
Calm down!Calm down!!Calm down!!!Bayo heart thumped heavily. He sat down on his hunch, observing the splattered mass of a Rat head before him.Thinking back on how he had lost himself was about to delve into the meat made him cringe.Was he losing himself to animalistic instincts now?Damn!He was tempted to call Yasmin and ask for an explanation but after the soul genie had told him off, he didn't dare to.There were some things he had to figure out on his own.He rose up, shaking himself as a dog would shake off water from his body.Wait...How did I do that?That was unconscious. Oh Crap! I'm turning into a proper dog!AaGH!Bayo screamed in fear, physical howling out in the open.'I just howled, right?'In a short distance, a gruff bark sounded accompanied by thuds in the Earth. It seemed as if some sort of army was marching to him.Bayo turned to
The two undead ants blurred across the ground, racing towards Bayo with tremendous bloodlust in their compound eyes. Behind them, at the anthill, the Queen Ant was returning into a tunnel while the army of MonsterEater ants that were marching towards him earlier began turning back to the anthill.'Just great! Now I'm considered dead meat by you all? I'll shred you to pieces, I swear.' Bayo cursed after the returning ants.But that wasn't his main focus.The First undead ant, the one he just battled with, has leapt over one of the rocks, preparing to leap over the little pool of water he had splashed in.Bracing himself, Bayo gritted his fangs when suddenly, a quick movement darted across his vision line.GBAM!The undead ant somersaulted in the air as it landed unceremoniously on the forest floor.What?In its place now, was a 3 meter long Lizard with triangle markings on its back. Each marking becoming smaller as it tran
The structure of Orun has been one of remarkable wonder. Built into seven layers, Orun has been known to continuously divide on itself, creating realms upon realms in itself, each realm being the equivalent of Eledumare's pet planet, Earth.The First Heavens has of a known fact being the container of the heavenly bodies such as the sun and moon that give light to Eledumare pet planet.That aside, it has also been a dwelling place for the damnable demons of darkness and a seal for the prison yard of the first creature, the owner of the dark path, the one who must not be mentioned.The prison of this being is heavily guarded by Iku, the progenitor of Death, thus making the First Heavens to be as polluted as possible by all sort of vile energies.Due to this, The First Heavens as often being dubbed as ORUN APAADI(Realm of the Unpure).The second Heavens is more of a clearer dimension even though it borders the First Heavens and is thus more popu
Here, you saw the title, right? Of course, yes, they would return. You certainly have not seen the last of it. So, like what was done at the start of this volume, we had an author boss note where we discussed the charcters and whatnot. Remember i mentioned that I was nto goign to make bayo the entire focus of it? Well, he kind of became focus of it being that the whole novel is geared to his wellbeing. Lol. At the ending, we can see that he is paying the price in full for the warnings Yasmin issued to him. Dont ignore soul adaptation but what does Bayo know? And i certainly cannot blame him. He has a lot of pressure on him, forcing him to amke the most drastic measures to ensure he is not lagging behind. But reclal that Bayo did not tart life as the toher Ascenders. All the Ascenders started their Life at the soul class of Elite. Elite is from 1000pts and above. BUt Bayo began from Basic Class,with less than 20pt which wa
And Pain.. “AAAAAGAGHHHHHH!” The huntress yelled out as the chunk of earth ripped through her back, spearing its way through her entire body, all the way from the back to the front of her. “Now, you can burn!” Ronke said and then, with a smile, she stomped her feet on the deck of the ship, willing back all of the flames that she had been keeping at bay. All of it, towards the screaming form of the huntress even as the ship began to break and scatter into bits of matter down the mountain ranges below. “Now, now." Ronke said, smiling as she willed up a gust of wind to take her off the deck as the deck finally succumbed to the head and the destruction of the flames even after it provided a dying frame for the figure of the huntress earlier. And then,the hull of something already so familiar appeared, rising above the form of Ronke. It lowered itself, a figure, which was Hana standing at the foredeck with her hand extended waiting to take the hands of
A large spike of Earth tore through the front deck of the ship, ripping through the spot that Slyka had stood in only seconds away now. The moment it ripped through,a gigantic explosion of flames burst out in the lower deck now, the entire mass of the licked up in instant flames and heat, turning out to be a massive firework in the sky. Now.... Ronke panicked. The level of destruction that she had caused with her earth spike stalling was catastrophic. She had to keep a wall of oxygen deprived air about her to keep the flames from gathering around her or ve scathing her own skin. She was not insusceptible to fire,after all, despite being able to control fire though. She was worried. But then, the worry about the CFR was the least of her concerns. After all, in the battle scene, who had to worry about what happened to the enemy. The person who did do that was the one who was willing to get himself or herself at the losing end of the whole thing. But for h
The Hunter is a killing machine which is specifically designed for such missions of severity, they do not show emotions and have no need for that because for the missions which they are assigned for, they have to be through and effectively. Their blows need to count and so the hunters are given new identities and introduced to the quality demanding system of the CFR. WHich would mean that even their souls are inculcated and taught about the values of the Cfr. In Other Words, they live for the CFR. However,this option of being a Hunter or Huntress is always so optional and never is forced on those within or without the CFR organization. It is only for those who truly seek to unlock the next level that the Cfr holds the key to. Lest we digress, the hunter is a single entity of overwhelming force. Unless the Hunters are all occupied at the moment or the CFR wishes not to involve them, then the army of
In life, we often do not have the option of choice. I mean, there is always the matter of choice but most times we have to choose between a great evil, and a far greater evil. In times like that, our sense of being is completely eroded, vanished from sight as we try to make the best of what we have to do. Sure enough, there might be a choice, lurking somewhere down the alley but for the matter of time being, we are blinded to it. And thus, the inevitable is what we eventually have to come for. Our choices are forced by the circumstance of the present situation. Which in hindsight does not look like a choice rather. In thesis is life and his priorities to keep. So, then, knowing about the instability of battle, the question is put out to all of you here. When faced with the tightest of situations, what would you do to ensure you live? To ensure that your values are not completely wiped out. In this situation, we have a matter of doing what is b
‘Yeoowww’ Bayo could only scream out in his mind, mentally as his whole body went through a wreath of red hot flames. Still in the gust of the momentum of the jump from earlier, his body went on, traversing space as he crossed the distance which was between the two ships. His body was roasting and he flew tall of the what, all of his insides feeling like marshmallows now. And oh, how hot the fumes were. The mere scent of the smoke that was about was roasting his nose, smelting down all of his internal organs that dealt with smell and breathing. His body hairs kept on shrinking as they blazed, the entire mass of the Lightning Fist Chimp now reduced to a literal burning mass of meat. Panic surged through his body now as Bayo crashed down to the decking of the larger CFR ship. While he wanted to re
The feeling had been instantouse for Bayo. For him to switch into the form of an Adze all in a bit and then revert back to the form of a Familiar Prime had been all so super fast. It was something which he did not think he would have been able to achieve, without Yasmin with him. Yes, of course, he could just as easily switch his body form ,without Yasmin being involved but also, he had to consider the event of the last time. He had spoked Ronke and the rest up when he had suddenly switched into the form of a growing Familiar Prime, as a youngling. He would not want something of such to repeat itself again, especially since it was bound to be a really rough ride in a bit, being that the CFR pursuing ship had arrived. It would be best not to unsettle anyone so that they could focus on what was really necessary and pivotal to their staying in the air for longer.
Beside a thorough negotiation skill as one of the prerequisites for a good CFR agent, another thing is to be considered in the midst of the yet many factors about a CFR agent. While the others may be so desiring, we would stress here once again, that lethal force is not always so desired in the CFR. If there is need forreal lethal force, there is the outer Consort of the Drakonian Confederacy or even the Inner Consort of the Drakonian Confederacy Army. If need be for thorough lethal force, then the army would be duly notified. An in such case this is often out of the hand of the CFR, However, be it known that it does not undermine the quality of the Cfr. While there is this option, the CFR does have its availability of lethal force. The Guardian and her aides are entities that are capabal of hta, so unless situation has escalated more than the numerous well trained CFR agents, then, Leth
Earlier… GBA MMM! A loud bang exploded now and the ship suddenly rocked to the left violently. Bayo could only growl silently in pain as his head, in reaction to the sudan movement, bounced against the wooden bar just before his head, towards the left hand side of the bed. “What happened?” ROnke and Hana shouted almost immediately as they jolted out of the cabin, looks of questioning on their face towards the one at the cockpit. Shin. ‘Well…” Shin cried out to them, his head tilted upwards, looking at something which was beyond them. “We have company and they have real mood swings.” He said, tilting to the right with the steering wheel as he attempted to stabilise the ship now. ****