"I despise those who take advantage of the Weak. I despise those who abuse their power. I despise you all!" The Serpent croaked out, coiling around Bayo while the Hand took several steps backwards only to fall on his bum.
And frightened, the only words that escaped his lips as he tried to scamper off were...
"Rainbow Serpent, Osumare!"
"Yes, say my name. " The Serpent said with a slithery smile on its snout.
Even though it appeared to be really very annoying, there was still the giant trace of it enjoying the desperation on the Hand of the Sect.
"You have enjoyed toying with him. But not once did you consider that the weak should be protected by the strong and not toyed by. And this is one thing I hate!" He said, it's croaky voice appeared to echo for meters now.
Bayo turned around as he shivered in fear. This time, he did not need the ability of the Agbara Sensing Fox to know what was up
He could feel it. Eve
Now, remember the part where Bayo finds himself in the World Bridge after he gets past the Hail Storm. This is where the parts meet up. And now, we are done with the whole missing memory thing... Hehe
The missing accounts are numerous actually. They say when you lose something, if you don't put thoughts to it, it becomes something that never matters. I'm fact, in more appropriate terms, when you lose something and you choose not to remember it, the whole matter of it loses its worth that you ever placed on it. It is for this reason that we are able to forget things and be at absolute rest and once with it. There are many forgotten records. Many histories which have been displaced and then taken to be nought as time passes. They say time heals all wounds. And that is true Except that in this case, it means that Time also clears all memories. Now logically a memory that is not visited over time begins to lose essence within our mind frame. Being that we ever have to use our minds to survive and rationally exist, we must be willing to let go of the mundane to take control of the vibrant. It is not denia
When I received the message of the Incarnations of Trixius being in the reach of the First Heavens, I did as I would be expected of. Promptly I left, together with the handpicked persons the Sect had chosen for me, down into the First Heaven to await the personification of the First of Trixius 21 one Souls, the First Born. However, what I did not expect was that The Emere would follow down there to attempt killing what was of the legacy of Trixius. To be very honest, I would have stayed in the background, observing the creature of interest whilst keeping it safe from the ever preying hordes of demons and beasts in the chaotic realm but, you would agree with me that my actions were of a necessity. Although, there is an underlying danger that word about our existence may come to limelight, of which we are not ready for the consequences, but I highly doubt that. <
"Ahh!" Iyabo moaned as her eyes went wide with light pulsing through it. Her lips parted as well as her chest was pushed out further. The next second, she reached him out for a shocked Ronke who was just dispersing her technique. That is, the technique she had wanted to use to attack the Iyabo earlier. Light swooshed and the atmosphere blurred, everything clearing into thick mist and obscuring all from sight. In the midst of all of this two light beams aepare, color flickering on and off on them. It took about some seconds but even more, the colors affixed to the beams of light. Solidity bgan to take place, both of the forms gradually beginning to become the figures of two ladies. Iyabo and Ronke. Iyabo heaved, her chest rising and falling as she looked around with a smug look on her face. She had her staff in the right hand even as she looked to the side where Ronke was. "What is it?" She asked. "I… I don't k
We speak of the Mad Prime like he was the evil of our reality. Yes,that is what is reached, brainwashed into the hearts of the young ones that they may not have the audacity to come to another belief of the actual truth. It is pasted everywhere, publications come up daily denoting and denouncing the evilness of a person who sought to change reality. And that is, for the better if we are not so arrogant and dumb. The Mad Prime has been demonized. Cated and painted as a true demon and the one to whom we must all fear. They teach that if indeed he ever does return, it would be catastrophic. However never have they for once considered the authenticity of his stand. What is true cannot be destroyed. Although it is submerged and hidden, eventually it would surface to the top. All that matters is the time that this process would definitely take. However, time taken does not denote that it is less potent. And such is the case o
"I am Yasmin the First." The figure mentioned, adjusting the glasses with a tip of the finger. "Soul Remnant of Trixius the Great. And You Shall Not Pass Through!" The voice of Yasmin the Fist was crystal clear to the hearing of both the Irunmole and the Familiar friend of Bayo. There was no two ways about it; this figure and person did not want them to go any further than where they had been. However, it begged the question of what for? What was this figure that was speaking and how did it mean it was a remnant of Trixius? Ronke's head spun with the serach for these answers. While on the hand of Iyabo, she let out a little chuckle like she had everything under control. To say that she did have it under control would be an understatement. Grossly. She was a healer, using the Law of Love to do her thing. This would not be the first time that she would experience something like this. More often than not, the ones who sh
"Heh!" Yasmin snickered as he looked back at the figure of Bayo, dusting his hands off and standing sideways like he had nothing to do with them. He shot Bayo the stink eye, shaking his head at him now. However, Bayo did not seem to mind that. He was already so close to death. And the comforting thing about it was that, despite the attitude of his Soul Genie, the both of them were not getting out of there. Perhaps, it was. Savage desire but he felt a rising warmness within him The soul genie would not get out, neither would he. That would mean that he did not lose to Yasmin. He kept his word, even if it meant that it would or may be the end of him. At least that's what it meant to be, if he had not seen Ronke. And the Irunmole Lady. That seemed like… he wanted to hope… That he could get out of here? That there was hope after all? That he had proved Yasmin wrong by believing in his friends? What did this mean? Bayo
Ever wonder why we have seven layers of Heaven stacked upon one another? If you never did, you should now.Now, lets look at this.I know very well that in all of the documentaries edition which I have written, we may have done some bits of heavy critical thinking. In the nature of documentaries, that may not have to be. It is usually of the make that those of us who write documentaries should do so with an extremely explicit disposition.However what fun would that be if all that us to life is plained out perpetual before us?I certainly would not succumb to that. Not by a long shot.This, I ask this of you, why would the seven heavens have to be stacked one another?The reasonsaee numerous, the records could be mistaken.Is there a certain truth to all that there is or is there something which is being hidden from us?The theories abound with time but none of them bear fruit. Fruit reasonably enough to stand as truth and fact.It begs the que
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