What is this special ritual which must be undergone by the Hadjans? And when must it be? Is there a specific period of age which is best known to haetge most effectual result or what more is there to it?
Unlike the other cultures of other realms, the knowledge about the Hadjan Ritual bath is not strange or hidden to others. Although the definite details about the ceremony such as how and what is used exactly to stimulate the absorption of Agbara in the body and the other things are not known. That we can believe it to be as the reason why the Hadjan Commune would remain to be aloof despite the investigations on this special ritual of theirs.Every culture has their secrets. This rtiitual bath and it's constituents are readily hidden to preserve the sovereignty of the Hadjan Commune. Although there have been special trades with other people and other racesby the Commune. People who have likewise being denied the bountiful goodness of Agbara and yr have been of marvelouAnd he, the Chief of Fair Weather, was not eager to be one of the many that this technique would fall. Instead, he reasoned, he had to look for a way to break his own seal, regroup or rethink and then come up with a better way to seal this Lady. For one, the Law of Seals was focused more on protection. It was the perfect counter against the Law of War which was more
You ever heard of the infamous Orisha of War? That is the aid of War, Ogun? You must have heard of him. For he is a very important Orisha. After all, only the important ones happen to have the Irunmoles who are waiting on them. <
Chief Bamiro’s eyes widened now as he prepared himself for the next onslaught which was launched out against him. He had expected that this would pretty much be it, after all, considering how the Hadjan lady had launched out against him earlier, there was no turning back from it. But to see that she would not even listen to the one person who she had adored so much
“Ah!” The figure with a slightly glowing body moaned as he tried to rise up fomt eh laying position which he had been in since. Getting up to sit was hard for him as every part of his body screamed in ache now but then he preserved, pushing himself to get up to that pose. With A blank look on his face, he looked up and down, trying to ascertain where he was. For the
The stones appeared to be living, reminding him once of the Magmorians who lived at the other end of the Exotic World Bridge of Amnor. He got to his feet now and slowly picked his way through the gigantic piece of living stones, making his way to Shin. And once he was there, he moved to pick up Hadjan’s hand and then pulled him up to his shoulder. Doing that, the Ha
Moremi. What is it about her that would have made the gods look down with pity and make her one of them? Although it can be argued that it is not only the Orisha pantheon who can deduct others In fact, some other school of thought may have it that the gods themselves do not have the power to make others gods. Beyond them is what they would usually end such arguments or thoughts. They do claim that if this was the case, then what would be the position of Eledumare the supreme creator in all of this? To make them being able to make others one of them would not only make Eledumare more insignificant. It would challenge the very need for belief in his being. Which to say the least, would be rather disastrous. We don't want that, do we? While I would like to argue about this in full intensity, no one for sure can know the full extent of the capabilities of t
What does the clothing made of raffia grass imply to the laymen? One may argue that the tribesmen who wore them only sought to be free in their movements as they brought carnage and destruction to all others. While that may be a very fair point to consider, let us not forget that all is not what it seems in war. In war, a lot of things are masked so that in the achievement of the end goal, there is a greater satisfaction in knowing the enemy is utterly confused and unable to take revenge. It is by far satisfying, having to cripple to the last bits the enemy that fights with you. However with the tribesmen from the East, the argument would be biased. Why? It was simply because of the clothing of raffia grass skirt that they had on, they had a charm woven protection in it. Yes, after all, who would want to go to ba
We must commend Moremi. Her people had a problem and she stepped up accordingly to settle it.the settlement of that, she made sure it was quick and rapid to the task. Here is how her story did go. Or rather how the story of her kingdom did go. AtAsked by the tribe men from the East, the tribe had suffered a great deal. Scarcity of food, curfews and protected movements were the norm of the town. And this was something that could not be negotiated. It had to be. Because in the absence of that, there was little to no way the people could be protected. The attackers were brutal with their attacks. They did not waste time and they were totally invincible. So powerful that even the strongest of men, in terms of skills, were fr
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