You see the thing is, you cannot really blame the one who is the god of war in this matter at all. Not that he is exactly spotless if you want to consider but then, put yourself in his shoes. If you were an Orisha and your devout followers, the one who would bring things your way, in terms of adoration and what not came to you and asked your help, would it not be unfair to their devotion for you not to consider to help them?
Exactly!So, if there is really anyone to blame in all of this matter, then it would be the humans who had refused to allow their envy to diffuse. Rather than that, they had taken it to the core and allowed it to dictate the way things would go for them. And who else would be the unlucky victim of this whole setup, other than Laaroey, our innocent and ambitious craftsman?When Laaroye entreated the hand of the goddess in sleeping peacefully in a strange land, Oya did listen and knew about it. But then again, the Orishas are Aspectual Guardians and whiYou know that moment when you and your guy/ team ahs tried everything possible but it does not work out? And instead of you making a fuss, you jsut get a bottle of beer and sit down and just discuss or mull over it? EXACTLY! Except that these ones dont have any beer to drink. Lol I dont even know what is in store for Bayo. I already miss him but he needs to give the others the spotlight, okay? sighs!
“So, Yasmin.” Bayo called out to the soul genie beside him, by his left hand side. The Soul Remnant looked at his irritation evident in its face before finally moving its lips to reply back to him. “What?” “How come you look all that nice and all in that three piece suit while I still remain like a school boy? I don't think it is fair and I want to change that.”Yasmin studied him for a bit as he kept silent. He stared so hard that bayo shifted uncomfortably where he sat down at.“Are you really being serious, right now? At a time like this, does that even matter?” The soul genie shot him a disappointed look. “Look, don't give the sass, okay?” Bayo cocked his neck, using his right hand to support it from behind. “It's not like there is anything which can come to rescue or stuff like that. So you may as well just tell me.” Bayo winked. “...” Yasmin simply stared abk at him, wordlessly. “Ah, come on, Yasmin. The least you can do is to humor me.” Bayo gave
The Evolution Table.Oh, the memories that it brought. The memories that it brought to Bayo. However, that was just what it would be, for in the little time to go, he would not exist. That was just the reality of things, at least, that was what was sure to happen if whatever Yasmin was planning failed to come to light.That is, if indeed, there was any hope in them for Yasmin himself had even said that he was not guaranteeing anything. But to Bayo, it would be worth it, whether or not there was some hidden trump card which could reverse this. It would be totally worth it.Like Yasmin had said, he would be rather pained to die knowing that he did not know everything which had happened to him. A lot of things had occurred, one of which was how he had ended up on the head of the Divine Rainbow Serpent
Twice actually, except that the first time, he did not give consent. And seeing the way Yasmin was working tirelessly on the screen, frowning and huffing every now and then, his fingers clicking and panning, his mind began to stir some unrest. However, Bayo reasoned, just how much damage could Yasmin cause? --- They were mostly destined to die at this point, so then what was there for him to fear from Yasmin? If for anything, just like how Yasmin was getting worked up over, he also was getting agitated. His soul was slowly crumbling into nothingness reminding him of how little time he had left, nothing could be more devastating for him now, than him dying without knowing truly what did happen to him when he had gotten down in the World Bridge. Surely, there had to be more.
“Tell me Yasmin what is your true goal in all of this?” Bayo asked tentatively, looking at the soul genie in the eyes. “Why? So that I would save you? Is that not what my function is now as soul GENIE?” Yasmin snorted. “Cut the crap, Yasmin. What is your main goa; here?” Bayo disagreed instantly. He folded his hands across his chest as he stared at the soul genie now. Although Yasmin had called himself a soul genie, due to the fact that he had not been able to assimilate his soul. In Yasmin's word’s Bayo had a strong soul or rather, a Unique Soul. It was this uniqueness that had saved his soul, not once, not twice in most situations which he had come across. At least that was what Yasmin had told him. And although he did not really understand this part of him or how he had come to have a soul which would be regarded as unique, he knew far better than to let go of the chances which it did provide him. It had helped him come out on top of most situations in the tightes
However, hearing the hatred that had been well hidden behind all that action would have been enough to get him riled up then. But now, it was just one of those things. Another testament to how far he had grown. And boy, was he proud of himself. Not that it mattered, he would die in no little time. However, he was happy, inwardly, that he had grown to this point. And so, he dismissed the thought, not allowing it to take place in his heart because what use was there if he knew about it and then died without really enjoying it? “I so wanted you out… That is why I did probe your soul but then after that warning I had nothing more. It was like it was all hidden from me. I did not want to talk about it because you did not mention it to me.” Yasmin said. “I am glad that I did not, you know. It would have been real stupid of me telling my one personal enemy the secrets things that I…” “You don’t even r
“Whoever said I was doing this for you?” Bayo said, earning for himself some scoffing from Yasmin. He smirked and then shrugged his shoulders. And while he did that, the soul genie went on ahead to the screen, pressing and clicking some more buttons even as Bayo remained behind him. However, Bayo could not help but fear just a bit. He knew that so far as the screen was involved, there was very little he could get or even know in comparison to Yasmin. Yes, it was his soul but then it had been Yasmin who had really been running things here for so long now. And that was the bare truth about the whole matter. His heart skipped a beat as he thought of this. What if, just what if it was Yasmin who did get to find out about this ominous secret of his? And then the soul genie, or rather the Soul Remnant of Trixius the Great was to bail on him using that secret, if th
And of course, you would trust Laaroye to pray once more for deliverance. After all, he had done his night prayers to Oya. In fact, his murderers had taunted him on that, asking him to say a prayer to save his life. They mocked the Gods by doing so but then again they had the protection of the orisha of War, so yes, what could possibly go wrong? Laaroye was devout. And if you are thinking about what happened to the prayer, he did pray to Oya earlier then, you should dispel your thoughts for here you would be clarified. You know that very much Laaroye was being taunted to pray, surrounded by his murderous fellows, the fire razing onto his skin and stripping him of the flesh he had on. Laaroye steeled his face and ground down on his teeth, enduring the pai
Unsure of what to do, he reached out his hands to beckon to Yasmin. “Yasmin, are you seeing this?’There was no response or even an acknowledgement from Bayo. Surprised, Bayo looked back only to see that the scene had changed greatly. He was no more in the Soul Space of himself. Which explained why he did not get to hear or see Yasmin.Rather than that, he appeared to be in some sort of desert. And the eyes which were staring at him now seemed to have some more visibility, the space behind them taking up the faint outlines of a body. A body which glowed with the seven colors of the rainbow even though it was faintly. “Wait... what the heck?’ Bayo sputtered.He looked behind him, and saw himself there too. Or rather the same version of himself that had been here right there, when the serpent was talking to him.Bayo squinted. Had he travelled back to the past?``Hey, can you see me?” He waved his hands at the serpent but there was no acknowledgement
Heyyyy.... Author Reader interaction here. First of all, thank you for reading this book. Special shout out goes to Lathawn. This amazing reader reached out to make me pick up the pace of updating. Even though I did not always update as early as possible [school stuff], I always had the double chapters in mind, because of him. I think I stuck to that, actually. Alright, fun aside. Here is my view on my book because why not? I am my own reader as well. [SPOILERS OF BOOK 1 HERE! Pls read BK 1 before reading this chapter]! !!!!! !!!!!
No more did the noise of the crowd disturb the harmony of both Hadjans as they stood still, both of them staring at the ground. After Abiola dispersed the assembly, he had said a few parting words to the crew and then left, his head heavy in thoughts. The City was in mourning. Whether they blamed Ronke for bringing in Ascenders in or not, it did not change the fact that Ronke was gone. There was no way in the Seven Heavens that they were going to get her back. At least, not in the form she was, when she was alive. Ken and Spyder stood a while back, watching but not daring to say a thing. They had not known the crew for too long, their only actual connection being no one sles but Bayo. Now, Bayo was gone. Or rather, Bayo had gone rogue.
“He was an Ascender/” \ “How come we did not get to be told this?” “Ascenders are always evil. We know this.” “Why did you withhold this from us?” “Why Would she bring us to the services of an Ascender.?” “They say the boy was her lover?” “Is it true?” “ What is this? This is bad!’ “The Irunmole Could come down on us soon.” “What she did, not telling us, was bad.” ‘I don’t support this.” “Ronke did us bad.” Ascenders: Rising To Hero
I, Temi, former Asoju of the Irunmole Society and ambassador to the Draconian Confederacy hereby write, in this official statement in my defense, that I do not regret my actions so far. Nevertheless, it is not to your fault that I hold these things. I try very much not to dwell on what is past but in the same vein, the recent happenings have left me irked. So irked that I would rzae the heavens to get my vengeance. The one who cost me my pain, the Ascender and First Born of the abominations of Trixius. Fight and destroy every one of them until, at long last, my dignity is restored and the hand that struck me down is brought back in embers. I, upon my honor, I shall have the head of the First Born. Maybe, only maybe by then, you may come to believe me. To believe the extent of the severity of the threat that194. First Born's Judgement
Life is not one thing that is set in stone. Our fate is not set in stone. One moment, we may think we have it all but then at that same moment, Life plays its expensive jokes at our expense. There and then, the life that thought was perfect immediately takes a sour turn, making for nightmares what once thought we had. It is a pitiful tale of our own very existence but it is so that we must live. One by which we must abide in, as far as we are not gods. Even the gods themselves are fated to live lives in which they are not pleased with. What then is the confidence for us who are not even like the gods in any way? There is nothing in life, that being said, there is everything in life. Let us not think that at our best moments, we do not expect the worst. Always set out good things but then, keep a handy
“Did you know about this?” Abiola asked Ronke, mouth agape. “He is a monster.” “Yeah, that does not matter. We won.” Ronke dismissed the conversation. But on looking back, her eyes widened now. Several of the Familiars seemed stuck to even act as they stared at Bayo, standing over the gigantic mass of the Turtle Backed Sonic Beetle. She could instantly guess what they were thinking. Now, they would be putting two plus two together, making their observations about what was really happening. Holding her stomach now, she heaved and then screamed out, free hand in the air. What if they decide to turn Bayo over to seek the peace like they usually had to do/ Her Heart raced, numerous thoughts surging through them. She would have to find a way to protect him. Sh
Apart from absorbing bloodlines while you fight, what else did you notice about this battlefield/’ Yasmin asked Bayo as he flexed his fingers right in front of the Beast. The Turtle Backed Sonic Beatss was already in front of him and the form of it was indeed tremendous. Just like he had seen from a distance. It was fearsome, its huge buck tripling the confidence of the monsters as it stared at him balefully. “You Want some?” Bayo taunted. ‘Focus, Biayo.’ Yamsin Called out to him. ‘I know, I just want to say something to it. It's staring at me and making me feel somehow.’ Byao complained. The Beast in front of him seemed to study him with beastial intelligence. It remained still, pausing and waiting while its Beetle eyes
“Ah!” Ronke moaned as her body slammed helplessly against the ground. She thrust her hands to both sides, her vision hazy. Looking for something to grab onto and regain her balance. However, for each object she touched, she could only make out the soft, squished and slightly distorted forms of them. These were once living creatures. There were the bodies of the beasts which had been stuck down by the familiars so far. Pride surged in her heart but at the same time, looking on through the hazy vision of hers, she felt a bit of panic. What was Bayo up to now? “Hey, need a hand?” A voice called to her, helping her get back up. Rejuvenated by the source of the voice, Ronke summoned all of her will power as she rose, hefting
No matter what happened here, Ronke’s plan was not foolproof. Things could always go south. It was for this reason, Hana remained jittery all through the wave. None of that they had faced up till now could prepare them adequately to face a wave. She knew that much. Despite being Lord Classed, she still felt uneasy. Somehow, something would happen. Something that was unplanned for. That was what she looked out for. The one thing she would be able to tank out with her Lord Classed Soul Strength. Law of War churned in her soul space, furiously boosting her spirits as she held her blade, tense but ready for action. She dashed to the left, slicing through, her eyes shut. Fiery aura razing into the atmosphere about her as the air heated up considerably. Her mind went ablaze, alertness level surging high. This was the true power of the Lord Class. The Class were one had a Soul Aura, the first true step in the beginning of power ascension. She opened her eyes