obehiD:
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VOLUME ONE
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Part 1
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In the First Metropolis of Lahooni (the spectral port which coincides with Lagos State, Nigeria)
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I was born de trop and sent to a desolate slum buried deep in Hakute. I did not learn who my progenitors were until long after it could do me any good. Sometimes, I shut my outer eyes and think back on the time. Back when there was new life, back in the days when an uspec could die, back when an uspec could be born. In those few treasured moments, I think of you, my offspring, and see your little eye. I remember your little green face, smooth and startling because it was free of the eyeless holes we formed as we aged. I remember your ailerons, the appendages that give us flight, but in the young were free of the feathers only time and experience could grow. But most of all, what I spend my few carefree moments dwelling on, is the tranquility.

It was a time so different from now. A time when there was peace amongst the existences, when the supreme existence held no claim on the standard. When the dead umanis, the detested imps, were slaves who knew their place. It heartens me to know that in the fourth existence, they still are. It was before the war, before the Kuwor retaliated by creating the marked. We gained our immortality in the process and lost our ability to procreate. It was before Churaya gave life to ensure new young in the supreme existence and by so doing, left the standard under supreme control.

But that is not what I write about now, those are all stories you’ve heard before. No, what I write now is the one you’ve never heard, the one I was always too afraid to tell you. This is the story of how I came to be, how I moved up, from de trop in Hakute, to the Kaiser of Lahooni.

My ears grow wary, the understandings gained from my outer eyes have sensitized them. So much so, that they can pick up the sounds of swords clashing, and umanis speaking the umani tongue. I hear imps scream and uspecs cry out loud. I know who attacks them, but I do not know how an umani could make an uspec cry.
I do know two things.

One. I know that one of the umanis has green eyes.

Two. I know that the umanis are coming for me.

So, I take this time to write this to you, my offspring, explaining how I came to be. Perhaps it will illuminate my many quirks, or perhaps, if Chuspecip permits, it will make you think a little kinder of me. Whatever the effect, I leave you this.

I am your progenitor, the mighty undead, Nebud, the Kaiser of Lahooni, and this is my story.

I had to go back to refresh my memory about the whole turn out of this novella. I suddenly realized that there will be a great change yet to happen. The change that will alter the fate of the uspecs. Uspecs becoming immortals, that is how Nebud came to become undead . It could no longer die. And it's offspring Nebula could not reprocreate for the Chucep line to continue . The line stops with Nebula. This is really a hit.

Obehid, does this mean that Uspecs who survived the war would remain and not increase in population?
That the spectral existence will become more than it is at the moment?
Here also I realized that kuwor created the marked and they are humans with supernatural abilities.
Also the two imps, I remember them as osazele's cousins who could live in the spectral existence and are too powerful for uspecs and imps alike.

My question is, in this part, Nebud says it was hunted by them, what did Nebud become to be hunted by the marked?

Why did the kuwors create them? What was their end game? I am seemingly very curious and will like to get some answers.

I think there is still so much we have to read to get to where we all want.



Thank you Obehid.

Better this way, I think Nebud and Musa love tale has come to an end. Musa needs it's own life, it has served and have given its time and service unreserved. It is time it lived it's own life with its own kind. Nebud deserves whatever it is getting from that imp. I hope to see them back together soon. It will still be fine.


Obehid if I may ask, hope you are fine? You have been bit different lately. I may be over thinking it, but it is like you're stressed. I think I am wrong too, just stay well okay?

obehiD:
Part 15
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In the First Metropolis of Lahooni
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In most respects, the task of saving Chuspecip was not at all what I had expected. It was at the same time surprisingly quick and painstakingly long. It was cheerfully easy while being exasperatingly tedious. I have come to think that perhaps all work involving the Chus happen that way. Long ago, I made an oath to the founder that I would never disclose the secrets I learnt on that journey. There was so much that was invalid and incomplete about our knowledge of the Chu. All the things I had thought I’d known for sure turned out to not quite be what I had expected. But I will not set the record straight because I swore never to do so. I will not say how it was that Chuspecip was trapped because doing so could see our founder imprisoned again. I will not say what it was that caused the weakness I felt when I carried it with me on the inter-port trail, and I will most certainly not disclose how close it was to death’s door and what it would take for a Chu to be killed.

In all honesty, my thoughts of that journey have been so thoroughly scrambled that I doubt I could decipher and explain as much as would make sense. To me, thinking on it, it all makes perfect sense. I see that trip with Musa as if I was back in the day, living it. But whenever I try to articulate it, whenever I wish to word it, only in the comfort of my mind, I find the pieces scrambling. Perhaps that is the way of the Chus. Perhaps their secrets are not meant to be held by the things they created. Often times I wish it was possible to speak to Musa about that journey…or really to speak to the imp about anything.

When I think about Musa these days, I find myself remembering that journey more than anything else. I did not know this at the time, but that was the last journey that Musa and I would ever make together. There was so much I wanted to say to the imp, and so much distance to say it, but then it felt as though there was not enough time. Or maybe it was the opposite, maybe I thought there was too much time and that was what made postponing our conversation so much easier. I should have talked to the imp. I’d wanted to speak to it about the reason that it had transitioned to the harsher tongue when the imps from the wrath tried to attack me on the inter-port trail. I trusted Musa too much. In some ways, perhaps that was one of my biggest failings at the time.

If there was one thing that the betrayal of my honoraria taught me, it was the repercussions of trust. I’m much older now, too old not to trust. I trust often and I trust many. I am now in a position where I can do so, and I have been blessed with many people, uspecs and imps alike, who’ve taught me the benefits of trust. I am still betrayed, but those betrayals do not hurt as much as my honoraria’s. And if they do not hurt as much as my honoraria’s then they certainly do not hurt as much as Musa’s. But Musa had chosen to stay with me. Or so I had told myself on the inter-port trail, and even later when we journeyed to save Chuspecip. Musa had been ‘renounced’ by its people. It had chosen to stay with me. Now that I am older and have learnt a great deal more about people and their intrigues, I know how easy it would have been for Musa to ask those imps to ‘renounce’ it in the tongue I could hear, while they said other things in the tongue I couldn’t.

I should have spoken to Musa during that journey. It sulked. I did not understand much of imps and their loves, and so I could not understand its infatuation with its lover. I know now that imps seek to love as they had in their umani lives. Uspecs are different. I have loved many. If I had been asked on the day I left my paradise in the Isle of Brio I would have said that the only uspec I loved was my offspring, Nebula. But I would have been wrong. Very wrong. Now I know that I had loved Fabiana as well. I loved Fabiana deeply in a way that surprises me now to think back on it. I loved Arexon too, but in a different way. And Juke. That crazy young uspec, I loved it sublimely, because it loved me so much more. It was not the only young Lahooni noble to idolize me, but it was the first, and its love was pure. Then there was Marcinus. Even after all that Marcinus did to me, after all the pain it caused, I loved it still, a twisted, broken, love. There were imps too. I have heard many now say that I hate imps, but I do not understand how they could say such. I am descended of Calam, I was born with a gene for loving imps. I just did not give them my trust or respect as blindly and freely as others did. And I certainly was not quick to forgive when they showed me disrespect. I know now why I am so affronted by the insults of imps. I know now how much I had truly despised being locked in a slum for seventeen years, unable to leave, while I watched imps come and go without much thought for the de trop uspecs they left behind. But I know, without a shred of doubt, that I do not hate imps. I know I do not, because I loved Musa. Perhaps more than any unrelated uspec I’ve ever loved. Maybe less. I do not know. Even now, I cannot properly articulate how I felt for that imp, but I had loved it deeply and dearly and I wished that I had spoken to it during that journey to save Chuspecip. Perhaps if we had spoken, so many hurts could have been avoided.

There were two surprising things that occurred during that journey. Two things that always spring to mind when I recall that moment. The first was not so impactful. But the second was life-altering. I will start with the first then.

Chuspecip had been trapped in the standard existence. At the time, there had only been the one portal left to the standard existence and it had been so well hidden that Chuspecip itself had had to lead me to it. And in guiding me, it had revealed several secrets of the Chus that I know it shouldn’t have. Musa and I had journeyed through that portal to the standard existence. That was my first visit, but it certainly wasn’t my last.

Umanis. In that time, they were ordinary and weak. Now, they are not so much so. Not since the creation of the marked. The marked. Many had cursed their creation. But the imp of a marked umani has eyes that do not expire. Other imp eyes taken by usepcs have to be replaced. But not the eyes of an imp formerly marked. In that regard, we uspecs celebrate the marked. But recent encounters have given me cause to despise the marked.

I get ahead of myself.

We found Chuspecip living in a hut in the standard existence. It was in the body of a little umani girl. I’d had several conflicting feelings about Chuspecip before the first time I laid eyes on it. But the moment I saw it, I dropped to my knees, placed my head against the ground, and hailed it as ‘my god’. That was the first surprising thing that happened. It jarred me. I had not expected to supplicate to Chuspecip in that way. I had not expected to bow. But I had knelt, and bowed, and prostrated in a way I have never done to any other. Chuspecip was weak. A weak Chu in the body of an umani. But even in its weakness, I felt its strength. The strength seeped out like an aura from it. And in the presence of that strength I had no other choice but to kneel. I had not thought I was one for gods. I love Chuspecip though, despite myself, I love my founder, my god. Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, I think it loves me a little too.

It had taken both of us, Musa and myself, to transport Chuspecip back to its existence. I will not say how, only that it had been done.

The second shock did not come until after we returned to the spectral existence and one of Chuspecip’s uspec forms was revealed.

There are certain things that you see clearly in hindsight. One of which was Musa. So many things were wrong with Musa. It was a smart, well-educated imp, who’d chosen to serve and teach me, an irira just emerged from the pits of Hakute. That was wrong. It was the wrath’s firstborn, an imp leader to a group that sought to invade mine, yet it had clung stubbornly to me, even when it had appeared to lose the respect of its own kind. Time after time it chose me. And its choice was wrong. It was wrong because it made no sense. Musa’s love for its imp Halima far outweighed any love that it bore to the uspecs of my line. Musa was a liar, and it was wrong. Its actions and inclinations, its loyalty, the fact that it followed me into danger repeatedly, it was all wrong.

By far the most wrong thing about the imp was that it was able to travel through a portal back into the standard existence. Imps cannot do that. Once they are dead, they cannot return. They must live in the existence their souls departed to. For imps, that meant that they were bound to spend eternity in the spectral existence. But Musa was different. Musa could leave.

If there is anything the ancestry has taught us, it is what happens to umanis when they carry a Chu’s lifeform. Again, I get ahead of myself.

Musa was wrong. And as soon as Chuspecip returned to the spectral existence and revealed its uspec form, Musa’s wrongness suddenly made sense.

“Master Chacip!” Musa had yelled upon sighting Chuspecip’s form.

Chuspecip was too weak to acknowledge Musa’s greeting. As soon as it returned it left us. It went into its uspec form and it left us. It disappeared and took itself from me in the process. Chuspecip is a god. The Kuworytes will only call it founder and that is their won’t. But it is a god, and god’s are mercurial. It is kind as far as god’s go, and merciful in ways that I could not be in its shoes. But it is still a god, and I know now that I wounded it. I wounded it by attacking it, by fighting against its presence in my being, by refusing to come when I was afraid to leave my offspring in paradise with uspecs I wasn’t sure I could trust. I wounded it in even more profound ways after our return. But again, I get ahead of myself. I had wounded the founder.

And I found out then, that it was my ancestor.

‘Master Chacip’

Chacip was the first uspec of my line. The first Kaiser of Lahooni. As soon as Musa called out the name, I remembered my first vision when I’d put the imp eyes in. I realized in that moment that it had been a vision of Chacip. Chuspecip and Chacip were one and the same. Chuspecip had watched Musa’s umani death and had been stirred to pity. It had born Musa into the spectral existence in its own arms, giving Musa one of its lifeforms in the process. That was why Musa had been so drawn to me, and I to it. That was why the imp had fought so desperately to save my life and train me. Not for me, but for this, to bring Chuspecip back. Once Chuspecip returned I quickly learnt the truths of my bond with Musa.

Chuspecip was first of my line.

As the founder it had created uspecs and so all uspecs were made by its hand. It had drawn them into existence. Or wished them into existence. Or routed them into existence. I do not know. It had done whatever it is that Chus do to create more of their own. But for me and the uspecs of my line it was different. We were not merely gifted with Chuspecip’s lifeforms, we were its brios, created from it. Maybe I should have put it all together, but I could not have. The moment I learnt that Chuspecip was Chacip, the first Kaiser of my line, I recalled Juke’s tale from the night that my offspring’s ailment on the inter-port trail had taken a turn.

A disseminator told me the tale of Chacip’s procreation, how its intense desire to create one out of its own form, led it to forsake the usual bout and instead make itself the offer in the hatch.

Chuspecip made itself the offer. It created my line from its very self. We were direct descendants of the founder.

It brings me shame now to think back on the ways that I had fought so adamantly against Chuspecip’s voice in my head. I had carried the founder in me, and instead of seeing it as the blessing it was, I chose to look on it as a burden. I was young then, and foolish. But I am ashamed. It had been trapped because of its love for my line. My sire had been used as a bait to lure Chuspecip in…

I know now that Chuspecip takes many forms and I know for certain that it visited every single uspec in my line. It lived with them, trained them in some ways, loved them always. My line is special. We are the only ones who can visit Chuspecip’s home at will. It gave us so much, and asked so little of me in turn. What it asked was really my duty as Kaiser of Lahooni and as an uspec. And I had chafed at it the whole way.

Thankfully, Chuspecip is not the kind to not forgive. I had wounded it, but in the end, I am an uspec of its line. It is not a distinction I brag about, but it is one that is known, by some.

When Chuspecip left us, Musa and I returned to our paradise and the people we’d left behind. Both of us were changed. I no longer had Chuspecip’s voice in me. I am a brio, I will always be, but Chuspecip decides how much or how little of itself to share. I wish more than anything that I could go back and react differently to having the honor of its presence in me. I wish that I could have known that I was being guided by my god. Wishes are pointless. Yet, I find myself swimming in them.

We returned to the paradise, both the same, but both much changed in ways that were not immediately apparent.

Have Musa been aware of who chuspecip is all these time? I doubt it didn't know, from this part I can tell that it was the first imp to step into the existence and also the first to gain pansophy. To walk through existences is another revelation of how powerful Musa may be. Hmm, Nebud has realized that it may not be as important to Musa as it thought. The Imp has been with and served greater beings. It's isn't simple by any means.

This short and concise part is much appreciated Obehid. Gratitude.

HotB:
I thought the Undead means that Nebud has birthed children. It has Nebula, hence it is undead already.

I can understand ur sentiment Fabia... Sorry Fazemood...

I also smelt the betrayal till I heard that Musa was involved in the pansophy scan.

NB: Permafrost has not betrayed Nebud, yet.

Permafrost is already an opposition to whatever uspecs holds and believe in. So theirs can't be termed betrayal rather it's an expected confrontation for Nebud.

Rynne:


I don't see much foolishness in that, Nebuds progenitor was betrayed by the nobles of lahooni,so notin new if Nebud is betrayed again,intact I sense betrayal not too far off. If I cud remember Nebud's intro was Nebud the Undead..... So wat made him an undead? I know a lot will happen that would shock Nebud to his bone marrow...

I believe the term 'UNDEAD' here is a title, most tribe refer to their sovereign as 'the undead' due to so much power he/she controls. Undead Nebud is like saying Chief monarch or an Emperor. After conquering all and destroying all his opposition in a grand style, Nebud maybe attained the title of the Undead meaning it surpassed it's progenitors.

Infact in the ancient times, in Asia, major barbarian tribes call their leader the Undead because they believe that he has the power to take but can't be taken from. That is total power and authority.

Rynne:
....Hmmm why do I have this uncanny feeling that Fabiana will be the traitor this time around...what was he bent over the coffer doing, I have my misgivings about this uspec.....

Enough of the betrayals, only a foolish person will betray Nebud at this time. Also we don't want a monster nebud who kills for all reasons due to constant betrayals. Fabiana is trustworthy also the uspec and imps won't let the mistake happen twice.

Sensu , yes that uspec it's been a while, will it still be alive before Arexon gets to it? I hope so, Nebula needs more loyal heads under it. I know jukien will pay for its treachery. It deserves punishment but not death. Nebud I believe will how mercy.
Thank you for the update obehid

obehiD:


I bled. My nose had been broken, my lip cut, and there were gashes by my eyes. The blood seeped into my eyes and I saw red everywhere. Red from my wounds. Red from the clouds’ lighting. Red in everything. How could they have done this to me? I did not understand this. I just did not. I was battered and bruised as much on the inside as I was on the out.

Obehid I think you should review this part, earlier in the story I think I remember you describing uspecs blood as green not red or Crimson. Please check it to avoid any mistakes.

Cantonia, honestly I did not expect it's return in this manner, to the extent of being calami's loyal uspec. This is really unexpected and nice. I never disliked the uspec as I only thought of it as a careless spoilt offspring of a noble. It was a nice turn of event.


This is good. Thanks for the update.

obehiD:
Sooo many interesting questions and we're about to get the answers

Thanks so much for the support Fazemood and Dathypebruv I've been lucky enough to get a good number of people to read the first round of the editing but please let me know if you're interested in reading the second round and I'll put you on the email list when that's ready. Thanks again

I definitely am interested

eROCK247:


Technically speaking it is not the fault of the imps that they found themselves in that existence. They were enslaved and treated badly even though they seem to be wiser and seemingly stronger. Just look at this recent battle, no single imp died.

I support your point of view, the uspecs have enslaved and abused umanis for too long. Despite being stronger and more in population than the uspecs, the umanis have maintained submission and devotion. If they are to revolt, they are not to be blamed. After all a saying goes that push a goat to a wall it will be forced to bite.

obehiD:
Publishing updates for those who've read and follow the human part of the Marked Series:
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This week, I received the biggest disappointment of my writing life. My publishers, who I’ve been working with for the last year and a half, decided to terminate my contract. It’s been a very hard week for me, trying to get past the disappointment and keep writing and figure out what to do next with my Marked series.

I’m not sure yet when/how I’m going to publish White Sight: The Awakening, but I’ve decided that it’s not fair to my Crimson Night readers who’ve been waiting to read Awakening to drag this process out for another year or two (which is what will inevitably happen if I try to go down the rabbit hole of traditional publishing again, with this book).

So, while I decide on how to officially publish this book, I want to give some of my Crimson Night readers, who’ve been so supportive and patient with me and this story, the chance to be alpha readers for the next book in the Marked series. What that means is that you’ll be agreeing to read a rough draft of the Awakening story in exchange for feedback that can help me improve on the work as is. If you are interested, please leave a comment on here with this post quoted and I will send you an email through Nairaland.

If there's anyone on here who read Awakening back when I posted it on NL and would be interested in helping me out as an alpha reader please let me know. This is a second version of the book with most of the same plot themes, but the story has been redone. I made one big change to the marks, so I got rid of werewolves and made them werejackals instead. Anyway, it would be nice to have some comparisons between the previous version I had on Nairaland with what I have now if anyone who has already read it before is willing to read it again. Let me know and I will reach out to you.

Thanks in advance!

I don't understand why your publishers would abandon you at this point, you are a good writer and your stories are very good so far. It is a sad event indeed. Anyway, I will love to read these rough drafts and hopefully give one or two insights.

Just email me on fabianibeh32gmail.com or zirconfabian@gmail.com any of these emails will do. You are getting bigger Obehid.
BTW, stick to werewolves instead of were jackals, jackals are dirty, wolves are much majestic.

As for Nebud/Cala story, so far very great. It has been mixed with adventure, actions and most importantly emotions ranging from anger to list to greed most especially pain. Binna's was one of my favorite I will miss it.

Darlin whom I though was a darling is actually acting the opposite. It seems like it is in cohorts with the plenum. Well every thing leads to Nebud's success regardless of the challenges.

You are doing well Obehid. Well done dear.

It's been a hard time this pass few weeks, and staying offline due to bad phone and no service Centre open to fix nor purchase another.

I am glad that I have finally over come this. I I see that I have missed too much, much going back now to start from where I stopped.

Obehid, I hope you have been well and safe?

Don't know if I should laugh or cry at this episode, Marcinus went too far with it's stupidity and Juke insane funny action made me laugh. It saved a situation from getting out of hand that was good. As for Marcinus, it has been foolish and it has gone too far. Whatever reason its still in that camp, I hope Nebud get it over with and get that uspec far from it and it's offspring.

Nice updat Obehid.

At the moment when Nebud was worried about how to command it's group, I too was worried. Shamelessly I too felt calm after chuspecip words
you have no need to fear, you are mine.

I felt sudden relief, I just realised that I am subconsciously concerned about Nebud's success. Hahaha.

This is good. Salon is dead, the plenum army losing this battle. There is still a war to win. I wish Nebud great success.

Thanks for the update Obehid. Loving it truly.

Marcinus is really suffering, but that's by the way my main question is, how will chuspecip be freed since it's inside Nebud's mind?

It really interesting seeing how it can make use of Nebud's body for its own purpose without leaving Nebud much chance to object. This is total imprisonment for Nebud. I hope chuspecip will not make thing awkwardly difficult for Nebud especially now it is close to getting its life back to normal.

Gratitude Obehid , just keep bringing them.

Just as I expected. An outstanding bout and a good result. This second part of today's update is really touchy. Nebud is now a progenitor and has form a bond with its offspring. I nicely scripted novel Obehid. I am glad that I followed to this point.
Thanks

John is just plain stupid. Instead of arresting his wife, he should find a way to get information from her. His approach will definitely cause her to hide important informations as well. Damn arrogant and stupid fellow this black policeman is.

Hmm. Obehid this is intense, very intense. I felt every punch in this update. Nice one, and very interesting too. Wow! I feel like I am watching the movie. Wonderful!

Checha has a well baked out plan on how to destroy chuspecip, if it manages to get what it wants then plenum will rule and it may even go.as far as making itself a deity. A god who uspecs will worship.

The voice is eager for checha's eye, does it have that confidence the Nebud can secure what it wants? Nebud is strong but compared to Checha and it's features, Nebud stands a zero chance of victory except what we know of Nebud is not complete. There maybe something we haven't been told about this Nebud, it is not ordinary. Being the Brio isn't just a title with responsibility, there has to be some other benefits to it.

I hope for a surprise. Although this update came and left too quickly. The suspense is real.

Thanks for this one Obehid

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maynation:
I have stopped bothering myself over Nebud. He is the one narrating the story so he definitely can't die. My new friend is Fazemood sorry Fabiana. Gratitude Obehid.

This got me smiling

Sorry Faj, it is time to face your judgement.

Simple and nice update that is what I like.

Tomorrow meaning Saturday we will be in the hatch where we take checha's eye but that will be after we almost died after being beaten to stupor

Been so long I have missed this story.

Nebud, Nebud Oh interesting Nebud, what a terrible life you have experienced, all this while being a pawn in everyone's chess. You keep moving from one game to another, from one plot to another. Having not achieved anything of your own. This is sad, you are not to be blamed. You were hidden in a slum so that you could survive and that caused your lack of education which led to your illiteracy that led to you being not smart enough to see through others plots when it comes to politics.

Your life have been so wronged, anyone in your shoe would be very frustrated. Everybody knew who you were before you did. Fajarhomo, Gerangi, Arexon and others all knew even Fabiana suspected it. All of these uspecs knew who you were and used that to their own advantages. It's really a sad life you have Nebud. I hope that you find your way out and destroy all who have caused you pain and made you suffer. You need to reclaim all that are yours and end that life.


Obehid it's been awhile I have really missed a whole lot. I am happy to back after being off for a while. It has been too busy for me, hardly have time to check on this site and this story. But I am back and I believe we will finish this story together.

Thanks dear for your hard work, the updates are all great.

ayshow6102:

Obehid what about me na u should have named the bear Ayshow naaaa

Fabiana? Here I smile, it's my name Obehid. Fabian. I indirectly get to feature in your story?

Gratitude.

How did Musa survive the samu's bite? I am glad it isn't dead as I always hoped.

Thanks for this update Obehid

I swear I didn't see that coming. What is Rhoda doing here? How did she find Peter's apartment?

And what is she looking for now?

I can only wait n see.

Thanks Larry.

I just simply love Musa, it's actions are good. The imps suffer too much under the uspecs and they have more advantage than the uspecs being that they're immortals and can heal faster, have pansophy and are plenty in number. If the invasion is to happen that will be well acceptable by me. I never liked the uspecs blind arrogance in the first place, their cruelty is extreme.

Musa to me is a hero and Nebud needs to understand that. But it's pride wouldn't let it see through the curtains. I believe Musa will resurface.

As for the 'voice in the head' I suspect that this place (permafrost) do have a suppressant that suppresses its effect on Nebud. If this is the case, then Nebud can learn of ways to control this voice and be in charge of its own person. No more a dummy.


This update deserves more explanation or rather exploration to aid us see deeper why Nebud is here in the first place

Yakobo is gone. It is really gone, I grieve for it. Nebud has sacrificed too much to be disappointed. Well this is another harsh reality of life. You don't always get what you desire.

Leave Nebud's disappointment aside.

Musa. It did tell Nebud that it was approached by Xavier with intention to recruit it into the wrath. It lied. It wasn't open as it should be to its master. Why did it have to lie? It knows how Nebud trusted it and is willing to protect it at all cost. It knew the sufferings Nebud went through even becoming a serf just to keep it alive and free. Does it need to lie about Xavier?
All of these questions needs answers, I think Musa must have it's reasons for twisting the story and lying to Nebud instead. I hope to get answers soon (that is if Musa returns, which I hope it does)

Obehid I am grateful for this updates, they're nice . Good morning dear.

Someone is about to sleep in a jail...Yinka for the sake of your dear sister, you won't catch Peter n Maria but the police will see proof that you weren't lying with the info you gave.

LarrySun:
Hehehe! What is my own?.

Nothing ooo

Chaiiiii! I don spoil for this town called naira land, larrysun street . Best guy ever Peter and Larry you do well say!