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I walked through the wilderness of life, watching as seasons come and go. My heart I held firmly in my hand for fear of it being snatched away. I beheld the sun in its glory and the moon dancing in the cloudless skies. Well, it was cloudy once, and we all thought it was gonna rain meat balls.

How wrong we were. The only meatballs it rained were pieces of Kilishi that did not even go round. Why am I even letting my imagination run wild. I'm supposed to be writing something here.

I all started when the earth was young and men still carried their destiny around like an expensive pot. Well, men were not in charge, it was the women that held powers in their hands. They did to men what they deemed fit and they hardly fought war. The land was peaceful and everyone held to his belonging like she was guiding it for her neighbor.

If you find a slave (men) that proved to be good in bed, you announce it and everyone comes to celebrate with you. That way you are sure of having strong female warriors that could protect the land. Well, not protect in its denotative meaning since there was no battle to be fought and everyone shared properties.

Love was something that felt odd. You can't fall in love with your fellow woman and men were slaves. Creatures that were only good in cooking, farming, breaking of firewood and looking after the female children in the land. The male that were begat by the women were casted into an orphanage runned by a very powerful heartless old woman. Most of the slaves had undergone the process of moulding from her.

One night, just that night when the earth was supposed to be asleep cradled in the arms of the milky galaxy an evil was birthed into the world... Well to the women it was evil but to the men he was the long awaited savior, the one to free them from the grasp of the ruthless women.

Adam was born and casted into the orphanage like every male slave born. From there his destiny began, a destiny that went a long way to name him the first man not because he had a dangling object between his legs but because he liberated men from the clutch of women.


In the beginning...

Time y'all hear my story. A story of my journey through Nairaland, how time and time again I was banned for standing by my own ethics. How they say I break the law with reckless abandon yet there is nothing justifiable in them banning me.

This is me... Foxy...

And I am not a law breaker.

Stay tuned as I take you through my journey of selfless service

I promise it is going to be a smooth ride.

Br3nd4: Did foxy get banned?

You know it is a normal thing. This time till 2032 ooooooooooooo