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Melfisius has only made things more difficult as it stands, how could someone so powerful and experienced be so easily defeated by a child who was just beginning to grasp the complex entity called magic? His recklessness and thirst for revenge must have caused this. I warned him against doing that but he wouldn’t listen. His disobedience has now delayed my plans a little longer when I actually sought to attack Lucien now as he was still distracted about this strange man. He wouldn’t have seen me coming and by the he finally moves to react, his kingdom would have been mine.


I must do things myself from on, no more involvement with that old drunkard. Destroying everything the south holds dear has been the very top of my thoughts for the past century and I must see it fulfilled. They can’t just destroy and plunder our lands for so long and then leave us to multiply once more just to take from us again. I won’t let that happen again and what better way to bring those proud ones down than by plucking and sucking the sweet fluid of their most treasured and adored fruit – Lucien.

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KIERAN
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What was before me was the strangest thing I have been opportune to see, I just couldn’t put meaning to it as I couldn’t understand how such a thing could be done; was magic this powerful?
I was unable to see the steps because the sort of mist found outside the gates was the same here in this part of the town. It was very difficult to see anything but I still followed the beautiful witch blindly, forgetting my earlier resolve to be careful around her. I walked through where my eyes last saw her and I emerged out of the mist to stand just beside her. I sought to find out what she saw and the words remained in my thoughts. The mist was a cover to hide the beautiful ascension as written at the top of the stone. I looked below the stone to find still bodies of men, women and children turning back and forth in the air. They were not on the floor and still not moving anywhere, they remained in a certain position as though whoever or group of persons who casted this impossible spell took them from whatever they were first laid upon. Their clothes were still on them and the various gruesome manners in which they were killed were still there.


Some were killed with swords thrust through them, others were decapitated as a thin space was visible between their head and neck, a few were killed through magical means as burns on various parts of their bodies were clearly visible. The sheer number of the bodies was troubling but more worrying was how such a thing was done. How can dead bodies are kept in such a way that they do not decompose and seem to act just like the living. If one doesn’t look well, one might think they were still alive. Who killed such huge number of people? Why were their bodies kept after so long and more importantly, why is this strange woman showing me this when I should be in pleasure than remember my own unending losses?


After staring at the bodies for quite some time, Ellen turned and walked back the way she came and once again I followed blindly after her. I emerged from the mist and I expected her to wait for me and anticipate my questions which were many but it wasn’t to be. I saw her walking back towards town and she was moving quite fast. I followed as I have been doing all night and later had to run to catch up with her. When I did and tried to stop her from walking, she slapped my hand away in a sudden fit of rage. I thought she would be sad and probably crying but I was surprised when she turned and her once ravishing face was now a memory I wish to forget soon. She was unrecognizable in her rage, her beautiful face was now hideous and scary, and I suspected that if I wasn’t a friend she would have done more than just slap me. I didn’t need to be told not to try and stop her again, so after cleaning my eyes a second time, I followed her quietly to her room. She walked into her room but left the door opened, I entered too and locked the door behind me.


When I was done with the locks, I turned to find her standing by her windows, staring into the night. I decided against touching her or even moving too close to her. I stood instead and watched. After what seemed like midnight as the guards were moving to and fro the compound confirmed that. She turned from her still position to face me but this time; her face was marred by the line of tears falling down her eyes.


“What you just saw is why this place was renamed the forgotten lands and the very reason why the north is filled with more houses than men.”

I heard her say with a husky voice which I found quite enchanting. She was crying all this time and I didn’t even know about it. She waited for words to leave my lips but nothing came out and so she continued.


“There was a Damien, a Nero and now a Lucien. All of whom derived joy from killing and using innocent men, women and children for their evil spells. The grave you just returned from came at the hands of both Nero and his son. Your precious wife and daughter are also among the numerous innocents caught in the evil of these wicked men and more will still die. After endless prayers and cries of sorrow and wishes of vengeance, the good spirits finally heeded and sent forth a man to bring an end to this madness and tyranny in the form of a man who is balanced in all things of magic. The few who know of this rejoice and thank the spirit everyday but does this man know of the burden and expectations on him? Does this man know the anguish and pains people who await his touch pass through every day? Does this man even recognize the cloud of death that has been raining on happy homes all these years and even when the cloud touched his home, did this supposed light notice his worst enemy had come to ransack his territory?
No , I think not, because if he had; this man will be in the field becoming one with his magic; this man will be in the streets and alleys encouraging the hopeless and giving the weak a reason to believe again but instead what does this man do? He instead decides to dine, laugh, dance, walk and even sleep with the enemy while his destiny waits for it to be fulfilled. He instead decides to once again allow the enemy into his home and let them kill the last saving grace of the innocent. He instead decides to fvck women and women and women and women!!!……….”


“…..Enough! What is it you want of me, woman?” I asked as I couldn’t stand her judging me when I know she must be worse than I was. She came closer to me after I asked that question and smiled as she let her fingers moved gently over the lines of scowl on my face.


“I want you to accept who you are this very moment. I want you to accept that rage and thirst for vengeance burning quietly inside of you. I want you to avenge the innocent, including that of your wife and daughter. I want you to end Lucien and every trace of evil in his court; I want you to be the sword of vengeance.”

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She came closer having noticed my change in breathing. She stood on her toes and locked lips with me. I kept my lips sealed but that didn't discourage her. I kept my lips sealed until I finally succumbed and opened them. The moment her tongue touched mine, I lost every form of resistance I had in me. I took control of the kiss and then carried her off as I headed for her bed. The kiss soon became rough as she wanted to gain control again but I wouldn't let her. I separated her lips from mine and turned my attention from her beautiful face to the gown she was on. I set out to loosen them when I heard a fierce knock on her door. I stopped immediately but Vanessa didn't want me to, I decided not to but the knocks wouldn't stop.


She finally decided to see who it was that just won't go away. I straightened my clothes and sat on the bed like nothing was about to happen some moments ago. Vanessa walked to the door with a scowl on her face, she opened the door with quite some force and I expected her to raise her voice at whoever was there but she didn't. The fellow didn't allow her do that as Ellen who turned out to be the persistent knocker Walked in without even waiting for Vanessa to ask her to.


" Follow me. "

She said as soon as she stood in front of me. I didn't know how I was supposed to react because I just couldn't understand the level of arrogance in this woman. How could she just walk into someone else's room, interrupt whatever they were doing and then issue a order to me like I was some maid. Vanessa was stunned by Ellen's arrogance but then she recovered and calmly asked her to leave her room. Ellen didn't even bat an eye and instead, continued to gaze at me. I knew this might turn out ugly so I decided to leave with my teacher. I hugged Vanessa before leaving and once again revelled in the feeling from the touch of her big bosoms on my chest. I walked behind Ellen for a while and just as we left the quarters where the rooms were, I dragged her by her arm and pulled her behind one of the tall pillars just at the entrance to the building .


"Don't you ever issue orders to me. What just happened must never repeat itself, I am a man, not just your student. "

I whispered harshly to her but for some weird reasons she just smiled and gently moved her arm from my firm hold. She continued her walk and I wondered where she was leading me to. We walked out of the compound and then continued towards the main town. She moved through several alleys and it didn't look like she had any intention to stop soon. I was getting tired of the never ending walk and when she walked through her next turn, I pulled her back and decided to ask where exactly she was taking me.


She didn't let me talk though, instead she fought off my hold on her and continued with her journey, this time she was slightly running. I wanted to go back but then changed my mind and ran to catch up with her. She Continued running and after a while she stopped and started walking rather slowly. At this time, we were very close to the huge gate that protected the city. A few meters from the gate, she suddenly turned left and walked down the steps I didn't know was there until now. I followed her down and what I saw hooked my feet to the ground.

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“The book was written in its original text years ago by a wizard. The man was a pure prophet and his sort of gift hasn’t been seen since his death until you. His texts consist mainly of warnings if the powers such as the one you possess get into the wrong hands. He saw destruction and tyranny, the likes of which was witnessed during the time of the golden ones. Mother assumed the book would become a reality after we got to know of what Nero did to his son, so she did all she could to end him but failed. Nero protected his son with ancient and complicated spells and then when they got breached, he created the gordons which brought an end to mother’s plans of killing Lucien. The gordonds were ruthless and are the reason there are very few powerful wizards presently as Nero ordered for their death. He didn’t want any one powerful enough to even have the thought of going after his son. He was ruthless and his son took after him. Mother is one of the few who haven’t been killed because Lucien killers can’t get through the gates into here.


Lucien is cruel and all shades of evil but he didn’t seem to be the flesh of the prophecy we thought he was. Then you were born and once again we thought it was you. Mother was however careful not to expose you to those who seek what you carry as you didn’t have the gordonds to protect you. She decided to lock your gift as both you and the old one had a special bond. She came randomly to see how you were faring and that became consistent when you lost both your parents. You had a good heart though and didn’t look like the demon in the prophecy. Mother’s doubt didn’t go away though and some few months ago, she started having nightmares about the prophecy. Almost every night, she will ask me to interpret the prophecy again and again. She will try to reason it out from various angles but all her efforts still pointed back to the same fear- a man with the powers to do evil lives amongst us now. Mother believes the person isn’t you and that you were probably sent by the spirits to fight and kill this demon when it finally surfaces. This is why she has brought you here, to learn how to use your powers, for the good of all. So, there is no need for you to be bothered about the book. You should be more interested in learning as much as you can because the time to use them will soon be upon us.” She concluded with a smile.



I nodded but I could tell what she just told was all she knew about the whole thing and she is the only more knowledgeable person as far as this topic is concerned. Only Anna knows more than she does. Despite the strange trust Anna has for Claudia, she still isn’t truthful with her. Something must have caused that, or probably she is just been careful. I hugged her to show my thanks which surprised Claudia.


“It’s feels good to know I can trust someone around here. I am sorry about what happened to Eric. I hope he accomplishes what he left you for. Alright, I am sure you were here for something before I started asking you questions.” I said.


“Oh yes, very forgetful of me, I am actually here to teach how to use the gift of prophecy in you but I can’t do that today anymore. I will be here tomorrow to begin proper. I will be leaving now.” she stood up, took her books and walked out of the room.


I didn’t get the answers I wanted from Claudia; I should probably ask the woman the book fell from. But I don’t trust that woman, I don’t even like her. There is something not right about her. I should have asked Claudia about her but she might take it the wrong way and might even speak of such things when next she meets with Anna. I will find out what I need to know about the woman soon enough. Anna confessed that I wasn’t the one in the prophecy and she also spoke about someone speaking through my daughter which made no sense to me. But the strange thing is that, not too long after Anna said some strange things to me and refused to speak about the prophecy to me, that witch just happen to drop a book that is about the said prophecy, how coincidental is that? It just couldn’t have happened, she must have been aware of what she did, but why would she do that? Was she instructed to do so by Anna or she is doing so on her own and if so why would she do that? I am certain that when next she visits, she will be expecting me to talk about it, and I will. That woman is on to something and I must find out what.



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Two guardians later visited me and we did some work on my sorcery side. One of the women happened to be the one I threatened with lightening the morning I got in here. I apologized the moment she stepped into the room but if she actually accepted my sorry is a still a doubt as she was rather cold towards me. Anyway, I guess I actually deserve it after what I did that morning. When the night came, I left my room after waiting in vain for the beautiful witch to visit and went over to Nyasa’s. I found her standing by her window and staring at the moon. I locked the door and approached her as it seems she wasn’t interested in finding out who was in the room with her.


“So beautiful, isn’t it?” I heard her say when I got too close to her.


“….just as you are beautiful.” She turned to face me when she heard that. She was putting on a smile and then she took hold of my hands and kept them on her big breasts. My breathing changed the moment she did that and I started wishing I had stayed in my room. I was warned not to sleep with her anymore but which right thinking man will say no to a woman as enchanting as Vanessa.


“I have been waiting for you.” she said before locking lips with me. As soon as I opened my mouth, I knew there was no going back on this. Anna will have to forgive me on this on


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I had to wait on Nyasa reports to see know my next move and when she did, I couldn’t help but smile. She has truly lived to my expectation of her, truly, I sent the right woman. As I read through her message, I couldn’t help but notice some subtle form of magic running through each ink. Someone must have been with the book and she isn’t aware of that, else she would have stayed from writing me. I expected the head of the guardians to be more subtle in her moves, because she is what is called the green snake in the green grass. No, this can’t be her, it must be someone else. The spell used was just too simple for an experienced sorceress like Anna. Nyasa is being watched by one of the guardians and their leader has no idea about it. I left the unknown watcher and faced the message, and what she wrote surprised me. Melfisius , the great wizard and one of those who was rumored to have killed my father is also after Kieran and even has the backing of the royal army of the north to help his mission.


Why would that lame king give his men to help Melfisius amass more power for himself? Why would he risk exposure by sending some of his best soldiers? If the gift isn’t for Melfisius, who else could it be for? What does the north want with such power? Do they wish to have powers similar to mine so that they can truly come out of hiding and rival my kingdom or is it for something else entirely?


Sending his soldiers out like that shows desperation on the part of the king and Melfisius trying to take a gift so powerful without having proper balance also shows desperation. He could have killed himself by trying to harness such abilities as he doesn’t have the vessel to accommodate such powers. What most gifted people who desire gifts like mine and that of the hunter don’t know is that, our bodies have been created to take in such gifts and only the ungifted ones fit in such character, any other person who tries it will die before the ritual is completed. I am sure a powerful and experienced wizard like Melfisius know of such things, which is what makes his decision to go head on and harness the hunter’s gift more baffling or has he found a way to do something like that? If he has, then I must find out how. I have left the north this whole time because I felt they weren’t threat but maybe I should have subdued them a long time ago.


While I overlooked them, they have been watching and building up. I must see them as the threat they are and treat them as such. The time for diplomacy is over; they want powers like mine so they can subdue me, that won’t happen while I still breathe. I will need to send men to that kingdom who will watch and report to me. But then, the thing bringing us together is this hunter of a man, I still don’t know what I want with him. Probably, if I had brought him to my palace, he wouldn’t have been the target of those animals up north but I wouldn’t have known that they had such plans. The north’s reasons for wanting the hunter is very clear but why the guardians want the man is a still a mystery to me and that is why the man’s neck is still far away from my hand.


Nyasa is being watched and that will prevent me from knowing anything significant for now until she can finds a way to write me without someone reading through my replies to her. I have been searching through the books related to my birth but nothing has pointed to how I was made and why there is another like me. I will wait for a few more weeks to ascertain my next decision. For now, I will keep searching.


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It’s been more than a day and Melfisius is not back yet. He is not known to delay with a mission, something must have happened. The mission was a very simple now, get to the man before he arrives at his destination and bring him here. What was so difficult in that? I folded my hands and continued to look out my window, hoping to see him riding his horse through the gate.


I stood in the same position till nightfall and when I couldn’t continue to ignore my legs want for a change of position, I walked over to my bed. I was already asleep when I was rudely woken up by one of my trusted guide. He said the old wizard was back and he needed healing. He needed healing, what could that honestly mean? I summoned the healers and walked to the room where he was taken. What I saw was surely not Melfisius. He was in pains and started screaming immediately the healing started. The injury to him looked fatal and if it had gotten an itch closer to his heart, he would have been in the underworld long ago. I didn’t need anyone to tell me the mission failed yet again. Once again, the man has escaped and even injured someone as experienced as Melfisius. I was angry and walked away from the room as the old man had failed me when it mattered most, I will have to return to my first plan which will take a bit more time to accomplish. This time however, I will use my strength and tact; it’s time I put aside magic for the moment. It hasn’t been very successful.

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I arrived at the forgotten lands with so much pain and loss. I wasn’t bitter anymore, I just felt unlucky but I can’t wear such gloomy looks around here, no one must know what I have been through. I told Eric my story because I felt I owned him that after what he has done for me.


I met Eric in a pub where he was drinking away; he looked calm and was taking his drink slowly. That caught my attention as most there take the gale in one gulp and order for another in their own way of showing the w.hores they were the man. He was still on one cup and was just staring into the night, thinking. He had long, strong arms and a very hard face. He looked like he just washed himself, he was clean but not for the women as he ignored their antics to get him. He must be waiting for someone else, for some reason, I wanted to know who. I was there myself to drink away and try to avoid sleeping that night as my time of rest was another moment of torture. Every night I close my eyes reminds me of what befell me every three days in the three years I was held captive in my uncle’s place. It’s been four years since but I still haven’t been able to forget as those years of my life had become to define me. I was never aroused anymore when my eyes saw a man, most times I only want to kill the man, especially those who will leave their wives at home and waste what they have earned for the day on wh.ores instead of their family. I hated men and that feeling had continued to grow over the years. I was interested in this man not because of his hard body but of how he carried himself. When it was deep into the night and no one seemed to be coming over to his table, I took my cup and chair and moved to his table. I didn’t ask for permission, I just did what I wanted to do. He snapped out of his world and faced me, his deep aqua eyes ran over me in very quickly and then they returned to looking at the sky.


“I have stared at the same dark blanket too and to be sincere, there is nothing to occupy one’s thoughts there, save for the full moon.” I said, he didn’t say anything but instead, took another drink from his cup. I didn’t take that as being rude and continued to sit opposite him. When it was close to midnight and he saw I wasn’t ready to leave but I had rather taken up his style of a little drink at a time. He faced me with a scowl on his face and asked,


“He sent you, didn’t he?” I was lost and didn’t even know how to answer the question. He had been sitting all this while waiting for someone to kill him or am I just the one misinterpreting his question and demeanor. I decided to reduce the tension as I noticed he quietly let his eyes linger on my hands than on anything else, my refusal to answer the question must have made him believe I was whoever he thought I was. I laughed suddenly which surprised him and said,


“I only came over because you were lonely and were not taking part in the fun. People are happy and dancing to the beautiful music but you are here all alone, staring into nothing. You only aroused my interest, I must have been wrong in mu assertions then; my apologies.” I said, and stood up to leave. He didn’t say anything but just watched me return to my table. Soon, he left the pub; I didn’t see him till about three days later in the same place and on the same table. He was there before me and when he saw me, he smiled at me. He had a lovely smile; I was charmed by that single act and moved over to his end.


“I am sorry of my behavior the last time we met. It’s just that I am now weary of very beautiful faces such as the one on you.” he said before kissing my hand. I smiled and asked,


“What made you careful of such faces?”


“Well, I have been attacked in various forms by beings with beautiful faces. I don’t particularly learn from my own mistakes but I think I have in this situation.”


I nodded and from that night, we became close friends. Eric knew I was bitter about something and after he knew I wasn’t one of those beautiful faces sent by Lucien to end him. He tried to get me to open up by telling me everything about him, but my hatred for men won’t let me. He was a good man I could see from his actions and he taught me some tricks on using my unique gift of witchcraft. He was a wizard and he was proud of one thing; learning how to use his gift by his lonesome. I didn’t know he was after Lucien, if I did, I would have spoken to him to stop the madness he was planning to do. Lucien knew of Eric plans to kill him and on several occasions sent both men and women to kill him. Women I later knew were his body guards, the beautiful faces Eric spoke about. Once, when one of them came, I tried to use magic against her and nearly got myself killed. Eric drove the woman away through physical means and quickly healed me before I passed on.


From then on, I owned him my life and his fight became my fight. He didn’t see me more than a friend and I saw him as a brother, so we were alright with pulling our clothes in front of each other and sometimes, sleep naked. Whenever he couldn’t control his urges, he visits the brothel where he screws some whores. One day, we got wind of the fact that Lucien will be visiting one of the towns in his kingdom where he intended to open one of many projects. The plan was to attack him on the route back to his palace; it was a brilliant plan as Lucien rarely ever leaves his palace. Our plan worked but for reasons best known to Eric, he decided to attack the king alone while I took care of his soldiers and women. It wasn’t easy for me because I couldn’t use magic against the women who were three in number. I had to use several tricks Eric taught me such as appearing and disappearing which I later knew were gifts peculiar to only to witches and wizards. By doing so, I was able to distract the coordinated attacks of the women and took them out by hitting their heads. I ran to where I left Eric but found him on the floor, barely breathing. I tried to heal him but only made his injuries worse. Eric couldn’t be healed because Lucien used the spell of the inverse proportions on him which prevents healing on someone. I cried when I learnt this and took him back home. He died in his cabin days after, I had lost someone I cared for again but in doing so, I found one thing I lacked for so long – purpose.


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I soon became a household name among the guardians when each time I went in search of gifted females, I always returned with the girls no matter how difficult the location was. I went even to the dreaded north and my targets never eluded me. The bitter one was later the name accorded to me by some jealous guardians and some even whispered that I preferred sleeping with my kind than doing men. I didn’t care about their allegations and gossips but rather kept my eyes on the beautiful Claudia. Eric had good taste and that included his wife, whom was just as quiet as I was, perhaps, she had a story to tell too. After three years in the forgotten lands, I started hearing whispers of someone with Lucien powers. The whispers became true when one night; mother summoned some of us and ordered Claudia to get a man named Kieran. What was so special about the man, I wondered. I later got to know he was the body of the whispers that was everywhere; he was the one Eric spoke about. I became excited and started spending most of my time looking at the gates. I was staring at my blank sky; I smiled as I remembered Eric. I was a bit disappointed with mother on choosing Claudia who had never been to the fields before for such an important task. I became scared when the time she was meant to return passed and still she was nowhere to be seen. I kept on praying and the good spirits heard me this time.


I heard footsteps one early morning and I found my way outside from my viewing post where I watched the chosen man summoned a powerful blast of lightening to scare off Maureen. That single act of his made him enemies in his new home but I was glad because that would mean less advances from the women for the time being. I couldn’t wait to be with him and I got my wish when mother asked me to get the stubborn man to her chambers by any means possible. I walked in to find him beside one of those demons who nearly killed Eric, I wanted to kill her there but I held myself because she was going to die anyway as she couldn’t be healed. But the handsome Kieran would have none of that and kept on trying to heal her until he did. I was astonished by such display of love but I was angry with him for not staying with Claudia, rather he seemed to prefer this woman. I did as I was told and took Kieran into the room by using his lustful desires as a means to get into him as normal magic doesn’t work on him. He woke up to see me and instantly had a scowl on his face, he didn’t like me and soon Mother dismissed me but I was able to find one thing about him – he is not the control master like Eric. I could easily win his heart by sleeping with him.

I left his presence that day and kept my eyes on that demon, as I knew she was here to watch Kieran. I was appointed as a teacher to teach him how to use the wizardry side of his gift. The little time I was with him before Claudia interrupted us, I observed his sudden change of behavior towards me. He was putting on a mask of a polite man, something I knew he wasn’t. Every teacher loves an obedient child, but I wasn’t just interested in teaching him, I was after something else. I must find a way for him to open up to me and I must do it quickly before someone else wins his trust. The one thing he couldn’t mask though was his lustful desires for me. I could see at the back of his eyes, he wanted me and I will give what he wants soon. I began the first phase of my plans by carelessly allowing the prophecy concerning him fall to the ground. He stared at the book like a scholar would stare at his books. That knowing look unmasked him and I was able to see the intelligent and highly observant Kieran. His moment of distraction enabled me wave my hands around the mirror in his room as I wanted to watch him at all times. He gave me back the book, albeit reluctantly as the book was him and he was the book. Claudia arrived soon and as I watched him trick her into telling him what she shouldn’t when I got to my room. I smiled as I saw the brilliance hidden in that arrogant tongue of his, the man knows why he is here and one of them included vengeance for his family. A task I will gladly help him achieve. He might trust Claudia but I will have him to my bosoms soon enough. Kieran will be our sword of vengeance if Claudia becomes interested. I smiled and return to my bed to stare at the ceiling till day break as I have been doing for the last few years.

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“We tried our very best but we couldn’t heal them, the sickness had eaten too deep for us to do anything. The entire family was affected save for her, the reason for that is still unclear.”


“The head of the healers said but at my little age I knew it was my uncle that gave them gold in exchange for the death of my parents and brothers. My uncle had always wanted my father’s big tomato farm and has tried several times to entice my father into selling but my father wouldn’t. This has caused them to fight several times but somehow, they will return to speaking terms. What I didn’t understand is why my uncle couldn’t just build his own or pay for his own land, why does he want to make his brother beneath him just because he is richer. The question kept coming over the years until my uncle couldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer anymore and decided to take the subtle path. He poisoned a certain part of the farm where the biggest harvests were usually taken from for celebrations and all. He knew this because my father never hides anything from his ambitious brother - the trait that killed him. The poison didn’t affect everyone but some, my entire family especially.


He bought off the healers who actually did more harm than good to those they were tasked to heal. I watched my family wither like a branch cut off from its stem, and in two days they were all gone. It didn’t take long for him to preside over the farms and houses of his dead brother as he was next in line to do. Women were never given anything of their father’s inheritance as sooner or later, they will be married over. Why was I not affected by the poison? I kept on asking myself the question but I couldn’t seem to find an answer to it then. I later got to know that my uncle made sure I was exempted from the poison because he had plans for me, plans of evil. He had always liked my mother more than normal and because she never gave him any chance, he turned to me as I took after her in everything especially the big buttocks I later learnt he cherished most more than anything. He kept me alive for his games. He kept me alive to fulfill the dreams he was never able to achieve on the flesh of my mother. He took me in as the sweet uncle he pretended to be and introduced me to his three sons.


I was seventeen then but looked like a full grown woman. I was still in mourning when he first showed the madness in him. He hit my buttocks very hard one morning after our first meal of the day as I walked back to my room. He laughed really hard together with sons, and didn’t apologize that morning. I thought that was a mistake on his part but the slaps continued, until one night, I saw four of them walk into my room. That wasn’t what actually surprised me, rather it was the strange fact that they were all without their clothes on. I sat and asked what this all about but they didn’t answer me, instead, two of them jumped on the bed and held both my arms and legs. I screamed for them to set me free that I was their cousins, I was family but all fell on deaf ears. They turned me around and pulled my head down and made sure my buttocks were staring into the stars. I didn’t know what they were up to at first but when they tore my gown around my buttocks and then I felt something hard and long entering where I pissed, I knew I was being raped.


I was a virgin but my uncle didn’t know or he didn’t care. He just continued to put his long c.ock into me until he broke the barrier stopping him from enjoying the full pleasure. I felt my blood dripping from my hole but that didn’t deter him, he continued with his defilement. I screamed in pain but no one came to my aid. My uncle hit my buttocks as he raped me despite my pains and when he was about to spill his seed, he pulled out and poured the nonsense on where he has been hitting. When he was done, he asked his first son to take his place, he was adamant at first but after a hard slap from his father, he slid into me without another word. Each of them fvcked and left me sore and broken. My uncle sent the healers to heal me and after I had gotten enough rest, they would return. I got so used to the treatment that whenever it was time for them to visit me, I would be waiting for them already in position. I tried running away but I was always watched and after I was caught once, I never saw the outside of my room for a long time.



I was decimated and abused every three days and after praying to the good spirits for countless times to get me away from these animals without getting an answer. I stopped praying and started seeking for other ways to leave there. I discovered my gift during my time of grief and pain, which was a little late for someone who was born with abilities. I practiced whenever no one was around my room, I got better as the days rolled by, days became months and months became years. I could control some elements now, especially fire. One night they came again to continue with their act but this time I told them I had gotten tired of being fvcked in the same place. I wanted somewhere else, they were surprised at my utterance and my uncle asked where I wanted to do it this time. I told them the stable, they chuckled and asked why, I told them I had missed the smell of hay. My uncle nodded and led the way to the stables. I picked the one of my choice, the one housing his most expensive horse. The wood protecting it was far stronger than the ones used in the others, they got in and locked the door. I resumed my position and off they went going in and out till they were satisfied. After they were done, they were leaving but I seduced them into going in again. They smiled thinking I was beginning to enjoy what they do to me. Each of them fvcked me again which made them collapse to the floor this time as they were tired. I smiled and waited, they fell asleep after the hard activity they just did. As soon as they fell asleep, I controlled a rope nearby by manipulating the air around it tie their hands and legs. I was very careful and made sure I caressed their skin as I did to prevent them from waking up. When they were tied and bounded, I called forth fire and once it touched the hay, it ignited. They soon woke up to the fire but couldn’t do anything as I stood there to make sure the rope held its place on their limbs. They screamed and screamed but no one came to their aid because I made sure the fire didn’t spread beyond where they were. I watched them burn into hideous beings and when I was certain they were dead, I mounted his beautiful horse and rode out of the place I had come to hate, killing whoever who tried to stop me.”


“That’s the end of my story, Eric.”


He smiled and caressed my arm, before he struggled to say something as he was nearly at the door of the underworld.


“I am glad you told me what has been eating you up, I want you to be strong and do away with that bitterness inside you. There are still good men out there and I am certain some day you will find one of such. Do not let these memories steal your happiness; find something to do that will bring you joy. I am happy you stood by me during my time as I sought to kill the man that destroyed my life but I have now learnt the hard way that I can’t and no can but the chosen one. I don’t know this chosen one but I am certain that he will arrive at the forgotten lands soon. I am dying and won’t be able to meet him but you can. Promise me you will get justice for my family, promise me you will find this man and get him to kill the mad king, promise me you will look after Claudia, promise me.”

With tears falling down my eyes,


“I promise.” He smiled and breathed his last. I closed his eyes and covered him with a thick cloth. I paid men to bury him beside his cabin while I packed my things and mounted the horse I stole from my uncle. I wiped my tears and headed for the forgotten lands.

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ANNA
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He doesn’t know about the subtle message passed to him by his daughter before her death. The riddle is one called the three forks, which means three lines of short words. It’s ancient and has been forgotten which is why no one should be able to create something of such with so much ease. It’s also mean no one should be able to solve the riddle with relative ease, especially an unlearned man. Whoever created the riddle wasn’t expecting Kieran to solve it but what does that fellow aims to achieve with such forgotten methods. Who is this fellow that seeks to test the will or should I use the potency of the gift in Kieran? Could it be the king of the north, the strangely quiet Lucien or someone else entirely?


I slumped to my bed as I was getting tired of this, why is it my reign such things come to reality. The prophecy clearly pointed to Kieran when he was born. He was the one born on the day the deer he killed was birth, the two creatures both share a unique bond. The deer was the guardian safely keeping his gift from those that seek for it and the only way to release what he carried was to kill the beautiful beast. The spirits created an anomaly in Kieran and created a way to keep him safe. We were chosen to be his light, to be his guide and teacher until he can walk without our aid. I thought he was created to check the cruelty and evil of Nero and his son – Lucien but that doesn’t seem to be the case after all. Someone is clearly trying to take our place as his chosen guide, I must find out who this person is.


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Kieran had a scowl on his face when he walked into the room, someone must have caused this foul mood of his. He completely ignored me and went about packing his things. It seems he was ordered to leave the room and move somewhere and he didn’t like that. He is never been the man that likes to be ordered around and in truth, no one likes it. Two of the women later entered the room, they ignored me too and helped in carrying Kieran’s things, but the things were quite small and shouldn’t be a problem for him. They were most likely here to watch him, or rather me. The head of this place must probably know who I am and where my loyalty lies but why have I not been kicked out of this place if she is aware. She is holding back for some reason, whatever it is matters not so long as I remain here. I looked towards where my travel book was kept and wondered how I supposed to write to my master. I needed to find a way out of this place to even have a chance of getting messages from him but how am I going to achieve that with the way and manner I am watched. The moment I leave the room, someone follows me, there is hardly any place I walk to that I am not followed save for when I am in my room. I heard the huge gate I later got to see can only be opened by one with the gift and no one leaves without the approval of one of the seniors here. It seems I have been found out and I won’t be of any use to my master in the trap I am.

I decided to play with my knives when I got tired of waiting for Kieran to pay a visit. Soon, I got tired of that and moved over to the window and watched how people moved to and fro the huge compound we were in. The people here were mostly women; I saw a handful of men. The men were usually alone and kept some distance from the woman whenever they meet which looks funny. What sort of laws they do they follow here? I know they were only following traditions, they will most likely be fvcking each other out somewhere when the bright light won’t be there to expose them. I left the window and went back to the bed where I sat. I looked towards my travel book and the urge to write to my master overcame me. I took it and found a place to cut my blood into. I wrote everything that took place from the time I last wrote to him till now. When I was done, I stared at it, hoping to see my master’s writings but nothing of such happened. I later slept off after removing every trace of my blood and the book under my pillow just in case those women decided to visit me. I woke up when the moon was out and for some odd reason, I decided to check the book and surprisingly, I saw a message from my master.


“You have done well, keep him safe and hate me.”


I had hoped to see more than that, but that was all he wrote. He usually doesn’t write something so short except if he is trying to warn me of something or he is isn’t happy of what I might have done. If he wasn’t happy about what I did then he wouldn’t have commended me. He is trying to tell me something from the last two words –hate me. Why should I hate him when in truth I don’t have the choice to do that? He is my master and I can’t hate or love him because that’s irrelevant to him. I live to serve him; my life is meaningless without him. If he is suddenly giving me a choice, it means he has no choice too in whatever what made me him to write such. I shouldn’t be receiving messages from him in the first place while inside here, he must know this which is why he is telling him to hate him. When you hate someone, you don’t care about such a person. He is telling me to leave him be and watch Kieran, he is warning me of my host – the guardians. He is trying to tell me of what I already know – I am being watched.

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KIERAN
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“I was fifteen when I felt my heart truly ache for another being. He was aged twenty when we met and I was sure he felt the same way. I had just escape from home some days then and I stole food here and there to eat. I couldn’t get anything for myself; I couldn’t give my body away just to survive. I tried using my gift to earn some gold but no one actually looked my way as there were so many others just like I was, hence there was nothing special about what I could do. I met Eric when I tried stealing from the apples he sells at the roadside with his mother. He saw me steal the apples, about three of them and ran after me. I ran and jumped through various things as I was smaller then but he didn’t stop coming. I wondered why he would leave the rest of his merchandise and come after just three apples, what’s in the sense in that? When I saw he wasn’t ready to stop, I started eating the apples as I ran. When he finally caught up with me, I was on the last one. He was angry when he saw me eating the apples and when he knew it was the last one, his anger grew into rage and he struck out his right arm.


I felt an instant discomfort in my stomach and I suddenly felt like emptying my belly through my mouth. I tried to stop it but I couldn’t and I poured everything out. He smiled at what he just did and left me in my own vomit. I didn’t know why I didn’t use my gift against him; probably I felt he was right in his actions after having chased me for so long. I stayed close to my stinking vomit and cried as what I have been reduced to just to eat. I thought of returning home but I knew deep down, I was right in my decision. I stayed there all day as I didn’t have the strength to get myself up. People saw me and just turned their face, most held their nose as they walked past. Not one sought to know what was wrong with me. Just as the dark clouds were about to reveal the beautiful, round moon. I saw a shadow and then, someone moving towards me. The person stopped in front of me and held out his arm. I simply looked at the arm and fixed my gaze on something, I didn’t need an arm. I needed something I could eat. The fellow walked around my vomit and pulled away from the stinking place. I didn’t even care to struggle against whoever was pulling me, I just didn’t care. He stopped dragging after I was a safe distance from my previous position and he gave me water to drink from his bag. I took the water from his arm this time as there was something in them I needed. I drank and emptied the case; he brought out some red berries and gave me to eat. I ate and he apologized for what he did earlier. It was then I realized that it was the same fellow that nearly killed me in the morning now here to help me. I smiled and we started talking. He took me home and I slept with the horse at its stable. I was glad as it was far better than the filthy, dirty place I have been sleeping.


We became best of friends from then, I helped with selling as I was very attractive while he focused on the farming. His mother stayed at home after a younger person took her place. Eric was a good man, he taught me how to use my gifts and many other things. His kindness made me change the way I felt then towards humans. He always gives children his fruits and rarely ever complained. I fell in love with him because despite the fact he had seen my nak.edness so many times; he never forced himself on me. He had so much grit and self control which was something I haven’t seen before.”


She seem to lay emphasis on the self control, I smiled as I knew she was actually taunting me.


“We made plans to get marry as soon as I turned twenty but that never happened. As while I was away in the square selling the fruits and he was farming, some men broke into his cabin to steal some of his produce. His mother tried to stop them and got herself killed. They took every fruit they could find and left an old woman behind. I came back home to find him in tears as he held his still mother on his thighs. I cried along with him as he told me what happened. I tried my best to cuddle him but he never truly healed, especially when he later learnt that the men who killed his mother were soldiers from the south. I still don’t know what they wanted when they could have easily raided the nearby farms but instead decided to raid a little cabin. He swore vengeance and despite my attempts to make him stop whatever madness he was planning. He didn’t, one day, I returned home to find a letter on the table; he had gone in search of the men that killed his mother.


I felt hurt and thought it was the same thing happening again. I thought I had find happiness but it seems I was destined never to be truly happy. The man I loved left me in search of the dead. I cried for two days and on the third day, I decided to leave the cabin. I heard of the forgotten lands and I travelled there. I found peace helping others that needed my aid, and I have never looked back ever since.”
She finished with her long story and sniffed. She cried all through her tale and all I could do was rub her shoulders. I wiped the tears off her face when I was sure she wasn’t interested in talking anymore.


“You don’t know if he yet breathes?”


She shook her head. I nodded and said,


“We all have our memories and losses, but I don’t think we should let them define who we are or let them lead us into making regrettable decisions. I was a simple man, a hunter actually. I had a small and happy family but every day that passes saw this fear that I might lose my family just as I lost my father and mother, grow. The fear became a reality and I should be out there like Eric, going after the monsters that killed them, but I know better. I realize now that I have a bigger calling that going after men that were only following orders. I need to know why I carry what is inside of me and only then will I carry out justice. One of the ways by which I can better understand what I carry is to know the prophecy that concerns me. Anna won’t tell me and a few moments ago, I saw a book that’s titled grimoire of the chosen with Ellen.”


She looked surprised after I made mentioned of where I saw the book. I walked back towards her and knelt in front of her and held her hands,


“I can’t keep walking in the dark, waiting for whoever passes in order to use their light to see. I want to have my own light, so please, tell me about the book.” I slowly kissed her hands after what I said and looked straight into her eyes while doing do.


She stared at me for a while and then smiled,


“You are a very cunny man, Kieran.” I chuckled and she asked me to sit beside her. I smiled as I got up, my plan actually worked.

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KIERAN
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It baffles me sometimes just how stupid they think I am; I do not need a sorceress to tell me I should be careful around Vanessa. I hate it when I am told the same thing over and over again. Anna warning me to be careful of her enticements made me angry; I left for what used to be my room and took along my things with me. I didn’t even recognize if someone was present in the same space with me, I completely ignored Vanessa and moved my things to the room Anna ordered me into. It wasn’t long before I discovered that the room opposite mine was Claudia’s, she has been ordered to move too. My goodness, I am a full grown man and I can think for myself. I shouldn’t be tossed around like I am a child who doesn’t know that a fire is beautiful just as well as dangerous. I was still acting angry like the child, Anna sees me to be when the beautiful witch came in without even knocking. She just walked in like she owned the room and walked straight to my bed. She sat down on it and decided to just stare at me. I breathe in deep and just looked away from her, my anger was slowly turning to rage and as I know little about my powers, I tried really hard to keep the rage checked.


I looked away from her and focused on the task at hand as she decided to look at me rather than help. After I was done with putting my things where they should be based on the arrangements in the room, I went into the wash room to wash my face and hands. I returned to the bedroom to find her still seated but engrossed with playing with her fingers.


“Are you finished?” she asked. I simply nodded and pulled a chair and sat opposite her. She smiled,


“Good, we shall begin then.” She said.

“Begin what?” I asked, confused.


“Your teachings will begin today as Mother decided that you have rested enough. I have been told you have accepted your gift which isn’t too hard to see. Well, I will be teaching you how to balance things by removing or adding. It’s your first step to knowing how the balance of nature works. First, I will teach you how to increase the ferocity of that fire over there and how to reduce it too. Now, bring me your hands and call out your gift as you know how to.” She replied me.
I did as she asked and stretched forth my hands; she took them in her palms. The moment she did, she suddenly breathed in deep and closed her eyes. She was like that for quite some time and then she started shaking suddenly. I became terrified by her sudden change and tried to pull my hands from her grip but I couldn’t as some force held them firm to hers. I tried harder but failed to achieve my aim. I decided to watch and soon she stopped shaking. She calmed down and opened her beautiful green eyes. She gave me a hard look before saying,


“You don’t know the glorious gift you carry. I was inside you and have been digging deep but your gift doesn’t seem to have any end. I dug and dug but it is just endless. You are indeed special; I have never felt anything like what I just did. The experience is breathtaking.” I just continued to stare at her without uttering a word. She asked me to stretch my hands to teach me some nonsense only for her to turn around to look inside of me and she didn’t deem it fit to apologize. I must add her to the persons I should be careful of.


“Alright, call your gift and fix your gaze at the fire. Let the flames and your gift become one and then what happens next will be natural. You will be able to do whatever you want with it. I did as she said and it wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. I called out my gift as I have learnt how to while looking at the fire. As I did, it was as if my consciousness moved towards the fire and hovered above it. I moved my eyebrows up instinctively and the ferocity of the fire went up too, I smiled and repeated the same thing again but this time ,the reaction was unexpected. The burning went up too and that startled me which made me pull my hands from Ellen. She was startled too and stood up just as the wood did and as she did, a book fell from her thighs. A book I didn’t see earlier, she laughed and picked up the book and kept in back in her trousers. I laughed too and I apologized for what I did. She just laughed it off too and asked me to repeat what I just learned without her help.


It was a bit difficult to accomplish this time as I found it hard to merge my gift with the fire, it then occurred to me that she was actually helping me focus when she held my hands. After I tried the third time, I succeeded. I smiled and turned to see her staring at me again. What is it with this woman, why does she keep looking at me like that?


Thank the spirits, I was saved by a knock on the door and it opened to reveal the fleshy Claudia at the other side. I pulled her into me quickly and begged her to get the strange witch out of my room. She did and Ellen left. I was glad she was gone because I couldn’t tell what she wanted from me. As soon as she left, I lead Claudia to the bed where I checked her hair for any scar or injuries. There weren’t, I was glad. I stood up and faced her, I asked her about the title of the book that fell from Ellen’s thighs – the grimoire of the chosen. She looked quite surprised from the look on her face and I wondered why. She later regained herself and said,


“I am sorry, Ethan, I can’t tell you anything about that book. Until mother deems it fit, I can’t speak on it.” I nodded and looked away in fury. Mother always has to say yes.


“How did come to know about such a book?” she asked. I didn’t answer but I decided to make her comfortable and maybe she might just say something about it. I have noticed Claudia talks a lot when she leads the conversation. I put away my anger and walked back to her. I sat beside her on the bed and gently held her right arm. I caressed it; she tried to pull away from me thinking that it might lead somewhere. I held on and looked straight into her eyes before saying,


“Tell me about the man you are bestowed to.” She blinked and once again opened her mouth. She quickly closed it and smiled,


“You don’t forget, do you?” I smiled, she licked her fine lips and her eyes slowly started getting wet. I continued caressing her arm and put my other free arm around her shoulders. I pulled her to me and whispered,

“Tell me everything.”

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.... Alright, folks..... That's update 2....i got my system back yester night and as it's quite normal among repairers around, they never return your item 100% the way you gave them.. Right now, my laptop speaker isn't working anymore.. Despite how much I spent.... Anyway... The speakers doesn't affect my typing.... I will type as soon as power is restored..
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CHAPTER 9
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THE FORGOTTEN LANDS 2
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CLAUDIA
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“You failed in your duty and one of the few reasons why I haven’t thrown that spy away from this place is because of you. I still don’t know how you allowed another woman take your place as the only one he trusts, I can’t still get my head around it.” Anna said.


“She fvcked him the first time they met. I didn’t give it…….”

“She fvcked him?.....dear spirits, how could you have allowed that to happen? Aren’t you aware that he has the same attributes as her master and once he opens himself to her filthy hold, he will form sort of bond as he will feel safer with her. That explains why he doesn’t trust anyone here and your failure to help in his time of need only pushed him to her lure. This was your first field work and you failed miserably. You have to find a way to get him to trust you again, do not sleep with him, you must use other methods.”


“I could just tell him that she killed his wife and daughter, which will surely make him hate her.”
Anna looked at with a look of disappointment and I wondered what I said to have warranted such;


“How can you even think of uttering such to him, you will only increase the distance between the both of you. He will discover that himself and whatever he does after is his choice. You have been with him more than anyone here, you must know a little about him even if he doesn’t reveal much. You are young and only Ellen rivals you in being the perfect woman. Use everything you have to appeal to his person. From what I have seen, we don’t have much time to do what we want with him. Sooner or later, he will be forced to leave her. I want you to be his guardian and if possible, make him fall in love. He is hated by many here but I know a few who want him for various reasons, Ellen is one of such.”


“Ellen….? Why would she be attracted to someone like Kieran, better good-looking men have tried and failed to get her, why the wild man?”


“That is what I do not know myself, she is really into him and since this is the first time I have seen her moved by a man, I am unable to tell if she is after him or his gift. I am sure you know not everyone here is just about working for mankind; some do have their own agendas. I know you are a very busy person and you love your books more but I will need you make Kieran your focus from now on. You will be one of his teachers since he has the lost gift of writing prophecies.”


I dropped the book in my hands when I heard what she just said, Kieran can write prophecies.


“I know it’s hard to believe but he can, you will teach how to use that side of his gift as we need that part of him more than anything else. There are so many ends in the prophecy that I can’t seem to interpret. This side of him is what you mustn’t tell anyone, whatever you find, you will report to me. Now go and be more useful.”


I stood and left, even if I didn’t like the manner which she spoke to me, I knew I brought this on myself. Kieran can actually write prophecies, it’s no wonder why many dangerous people want him at all cost and some unusually attracted to him. Ellen, the woman that smiles more at her kind than any being is now suddenly interested in a wild man, I thought I had my hands full with that gordond ,now I have even more work to do.


Ellen is one of the most experienced guardians around even though she is still on the young side. She has gone into the world and brought more gifted ones than any other. Strangely, she goes for just the females which has made many of us believe she might actually be attracted to her own kind but we know that if that was the case, she would have been thrown out long ago as it is nearly impossible to hide such things from mother. I concluded that she might have had some horrible moments with men or she is just different from everyone else. She keeps to herself most of the time and only comes alive when she is sent to bring in another gifted one. She would have been the preferred choice to bring in Kieran if he was female. She is very efficient and gets everything done exactly as ordered. She is a witch, which was quite rare among us here, most are sorceresses. What is in Kieran that suddenly wakes up something we thought never existed in her? He is just like any other man, only that he carries within him what I think should never have been his as he seems incapable of ever utilizing such abilities to their full potentials. He is stubborn, silly and doesn’t think before doing anything. Well, I will only watch from afar, for now, I need to do what I have never done before – taming a man.


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I heard laughter as I got closer to his room; he was forced to move to another room as mother didn’t want him in the same space with that spy. The laugh was genuine and it seemed strange for someone like him to be this happy, what could be making him laugh and who is with him?
I knocked and then opened the door after some few moments, I saw the one person I didn’t want o see beside him. Ellen was teaching him how to do a simple subtraction spell of removing something. She seemed quite happy and it makes me wonder how it is so easy to get to this man.


“Claudia, you are well already. I am happy to see you walk again.” He said, pulling me into a warm embrace and whispering to my ears for me to get Ellen out of the room. I nearly chuckled but held myself.


“Can I have the room, please?” I asked, looking straight at Ellen as I did.


“We are in the middle of something, can’t whatever you want with me wait?” Kieran asked, winking at me.


“No, it’s fine Kieran. We will continue some other time.” Ellen said, she gave me a cold look before leaving.


As soon as she left, Kieran stopped with his smiles and put on his normal look. He walked up to me after staring at me for a while and led me to his bed. He gently took hold of my hair and started tossing it here and there. He arranged the hair properly again and sat beside me in bed.

“What is the grimoire of the chosen?” he asked. The question shook me to my bones and all I could do was open my mouth. How did he know of a secret so guided?

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..... Happ new month, folks.....

.... ... Oh well, everyone now wants a part in the wolfy thingy,.... Lol..
... Good one, bro.... I like the way you write, it's more like your own siggy..
..... I know it's the first episode but you didn't mention the age of the story, maybe it's the 19th century or the 18th.... It's sort of hard to tell....
... I think it's the 18th though...
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ohh And my birthday is tomorrow so i wont be receiving a gift from you. Can you please just try to update just a little for me tomorrow i will really appreciate it.

...... ..... Waoh... Happy birthday bro.... I wish I could write but I don't know how to do that when I am down.... I am just too emotional... Lol..... Sorry about that...
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.. All I wrote up there also applies to you too......