Obatala was not entirely a Saint. Truth be told.
He was tasked with the creation of the first beings, and the renovation or in better words, the beautification of the planet Earth which Eledumare had created. To go about that, he had to maintain a constant presence with Eledumare, learning as much as he could. Prior to that, the existence of great and mysterious creatures had already being in place. Here in the Heavens.The Heavens is the first place to ever have living beings. And not just any beings, beings with a measure of tremendous power. However, for the sake of this publication, we should not divulge deeply in that. Needless to say, the core focus of this document is to highlight Obatala, who was created as a substitute for the forest sentient being, after Eledumare. Thus talking extensively on other topics would not necessarily cut it. How did Obatala go down to the Earth? There was no record of World Bridges them. Indeed, there is no substa...
Perhoas it was because of the charge that he received that made Obatala erratic. Or it was simply because of the joy that he was the second one to be chosen, the first Orisha went to Earth in drunken stupor.He had taken with him some palmwine which was freshly fermented, thereby having high levels of alcohol in it. This he had gulped down upon getting to then point where he would reach down to Earth.When he had reached rendenzous point, he had being quite drunk enough. But then not drunk to the point that he could not navigate his way. He took the golden chains which Eledumare crafted specially for him upon hi request, the legendary item that he is known for this day - The unbreaable eternal chains of Obatala.Alongside, he took with him a snail shell and then a poultry fowl, hugging most to his left hand while his right hand kept hoisting the golden horn containing the palm wine for his convenience. If we are being honest, it was really understandable. After all, w
With his snail shell, the unbreakable chains of gold and the poultry fowl, Obatala was set to get about his assignment.He chose the best spot available that he could find, using it to descend down to Earth. Of course, he still had his horn of palmwine with hm, caught up in the ecstasy of duty.Once he had gone down, he pulled the chain taut and then proceeded to slip down the rest of the chains to Earth. He had the shell and the fowl under his armpit while he used the other free hand to hold onto the chain. His lips being the nearer of the horn, aided by the tight clamping of his dentition on the lid.And then he got to Earth, setting about his duty.Dutifully note that at that time, all about the Earth was full of Water. Hardly was one spot for him to land. It was at this juncture that he reportedly took out the snail shell and then poured out the sand content to a spot on the waters.Having down that, he set the fowl loose.______________
Seeing Shin shake and spasm as he remained in that meditation pose shook the heart of Bayo greatly. He felt a pang of guilt rushing through his mind, after all, it was quite evident that Shin was trying to reach up to the idealistic version of him. Even though personally, Bayo did not see how Shin could possibly see that he was of any influence to him.“You need to take some breaths in now, Shin. Be calm!” Bayo said, trying his own best to lighten the situation at hand.However jut as he said that, a sharp bust of rage exploded from Chief Bamiro behind him.“I refuse.” Chief Bamiro blurted out, taking over the entire spatial arena with his influence. “You can't do that. Shin is an Ascender of Victory and his dual law is the Law of Wrath. You can't master Wrath if ou choose the path of calm. Stop disturbing my teachings.” Bamiro added, saying a couple of words in less than a minute.“What?” Bayo turned around, shocked at the sudden outburst of Chief Bamiro. “Y
Immediately Hana turned towards him, Bayo did not need to be told, things err definitely going to spiral down from there. He only wished that now that if chaos were to start, the Battle Arena would indeed live up to its expectations and hold them in.After all, they had had way too many pit stops to allow another thing like this come in the way of the journey. Not that it was of any personal matter to him, he did not want to let Ronke down. And then again, he had a debt that he could pay, for now, through Ronke.And as if was, the best bet at having that actualised was to work out a way where they were able to get down to the Familiar Realms and get the Dragonweed which was neccesary to cure his onetime friend, Jaspar. The only one who had really stood up for him, prior to his meeting with Ronke and the Hadjans.Now, Hana was up against him. Although it was Hana per say, it was more like the deity inside of her was trying to make some grand appearance but then a
“I close my eyes. Not really though but then I kickstart my imagination and I start to weave a shape.” He paused, his eyes lighting up behind his glasses as he turned to Bayo now. “You know stick figures, right?” “Yes, what does that have to do…” Bayo could remember how he had impatiently cut in. “Perfect!” Shin cut in now. “I imagine the shape of each of them and then begin to wear a cloak of Agbara. If you can do this, then you can.. Ouch!” --- [See Chapter 116]- --- Remebering the words that SHin ahd said to him back then at the Fores
“Interesting.” Chief Bamiro said, clapping his hands as he began to walk towards Bayo. “You took the mistress of space by surprise. And coupled with Hana rejecting her in the first place, she was no match for you. You do have the potential, don't you?” Bamiro said, his right hand latching to the shoulder of the first born. Bayo sighed, physical exhaustion running through each and every nerve in his body. It felt good, to be able to stand out against Hana or rather Ashabi in her maniac state but then the toll on his body, on his energy could not be ignored. Luckily, he did know that he had not pushed his energy to the extreme. If he had, Yasmin would have probably pushed out a warning. He felt the urge to check his soul status but then again, he hesitated, wanting to push that till some time later. After all, what was really what he was looking for
True to what Ronke said, the sounds of hammering begun to resonate in the air. The sensation that equipped the atmosphere of a town which was basically dependent on crafting and building various equipment and weaponry taking over the seven atmosphere of the ship little by little.Ronke sighed in relief as she heard the sounds, each of them sounding like welcoming lullabies to her ears. Like music to her soul. She was ecstatic about the whole thing.First of all, she as able to make it down here. She was able to make it down to the same pkcwwhere she had been castaway. She was at the place of her origins and the job or bright could not be contained. No, n't by a long shot.Then secondly again, the fat that she could hear the sounds here and there were welcoming to her because it meant one thing. She was not late. Her whole makeshift town as not late. Despite all of the occurrences which had played out on the course of the journey; they had tougher it out to
“Bring it over here.” A voice echoed out from the ground as the tremendous form of the Black Rage Dragon towered above buildings and beings.The air was still, heated by the very presence of the Dragon in the scene. The dragon was floating, levitating at best with an extremely contorted scowl, powered by tremendous rage within it.It had a reptilian snout, it's fangs running about the exterior of the snout like external attachment. The fangs were all about yellow or grey at best, all of which were externally affixed, or seemed so, even as they locked into one another whole a tongue flicked out from the front of the snout. The eyes were beaming yellow, and steaming amidst hissing even as it blinked every now and then.It had a just two points at both sides of the head for ears while having extremely rugged skin with many rings about it. Each ring have a point where noles were tightly packed together especially abouyte jaw side. Then underneath of it the jaws, many rows