#1 CHAPTER 2 {Enabulele (the one that must be followed)}

Travelling hints: “they must pass through seven forests from the depths of the colosal forests, cross seven seas and break through seven terrible storms at each seven mountains, they’ll encounter. Afterwards is the evil dungeon, the gateway to Asön”. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ As they ventured into the thicks of the Colosal forests, they walked 6 days and they had not yet seen the sign that they’ll be getting near the first forest. Rather they came across a small river. It was swampy in nature and pretty easy to cross through. But Prince Arhan stopped the entorage and warned them about the swamp refering it to an old tale told to him by his Grandmother, Queen Iviene; the tale of Prince Oehiemhon and the Amé-akobé (trap swamp). The tale had it “…one willing to cross, that billing ofcourse… a sacrifice indeed at trap swamp, to offer her a fair damp and swim in her abode for all eternity, lest no man cross over her… Only the man who is ready to lead, the man whom i’ll take instructions from and take heed, let him who is worthy and pure of heart come down to me and touch my heart.” Prince Oke slammed at his younger brother yarning him that it wasn’t time to start considering fairy tales. But then, Egharebha, a fair lady who accompanied them advised that they pay heed to the tales of the ancestors. Afterall, they were the reasons they ventured into the forest. They had to pick from amongst themselves, the one to enter the Swamp goddesses domain. Prince Oke was nominated since he was their lead entorage, but he refused claiming that he too had heard the fuller version of the ancestors’ tale. He enlightened all so no one would regret their choices to go or not go. He said, “…Indeed the bed for men and gods, she did roll for a mate to purge her urge…but alas a whore she became and none esteemed her weary grace… She swore to find her mate and the gods threw her behind the gate, there she searched until she mated with the swamp who gave her the ideals to never give up and made her steal whoever tried to cross over her forever… An ugly runt, a whore of the highest order..”. Everyone stayed back, but they still had to cross the swamp. After much rigmaro, Prince Oke finally agreed and dived into the swamp. The others were pleased that one of the princes had gone but to their greatest surprise, Prince Arhan was no where to be found. Prince Èbubè (the last of the three Princes of Igodomigodo), pointed at the weary end of the swamp which was unsettled and whirly. They found Prince Arhan’s sandals at the bay and wondered if he too had jumped. Then it occured to them that they too had to follow suit otherwise, they’d remain there forever. Crossing over the swamp was crossing underneath the Swamp gates, and the swamp gates are the Swamp Goddess’. They jumped in too and behold a palace far ancient into time and more edified than any kingdom that would ever exist until the 22nd century… How could an ugly goddess, a whore, a runt, possibly own such thrilling kingdom? They had held their breath for long only to realize it was a waste of time. They could possibly breathe under water. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ With their thoughts still nourished by the intrigues of wonder and nature, their minds explored the very facets of the roaming legend. “THE LEGEND OF THE SWAMP PALACE & THE GODDESS, OWIEZÈ.”. They never imagined there’d be a relationship between the whore swamp goddess and the most pretty goddess there ever was, Owiezè, the sea goddess. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ Stories could not possibly bring these two tales to a pin-point, but it appears that tales were told for its folklore purposes. There were ofcourse, mermaids (ömamiezè) and mermen (okpiezè) and they roamed around the sea in excitement and jubilation always. Not because they had visitors, but it was actually their own way of life… Just then a voice from closeby bidded them welcome, “Welcome to the Palace of the Stone Goddess and Goddess of beauty in her own pedigree, Mortals.” the voice said from behind them and it was a male. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ But there was a difference in this tale that doesn’t quite match the tales from other merpeople story. They were categorically distinguished. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ In what way (s)? Find out.

#1 CHAPTER 1 (the Hierachy)

Just before the princes set out on their quest, they made one last request of their father, the king and mapped out the Kingdom’s layout until they return. Igodomigodo wasn’t any small kingdom as it was called by the god myths. It was vast and tearing out in population. Control and order had to be restored since the people had already turned against the king, blaming him for the predicament that had befell Igodomigodo. Chaos was even more of the latest issue on ground and the king’s Ogwahwan (stone soldiers) were loosing their cool and reacting back. If this continued, the kingdom would be in a state of crisis without a remedy. The first Prince, Oke, Arhan’s elder brother, mapped out the following strategy and presented his ideas in a summit that was immediately summoned by the King. First on the strategy plan was implementing a newer state plan and order of respect and decency, an Order known as the Hierachy. From the highest to the least, the following where to take full administration of the kingdom to ensure peace, stability of power and most importantly the protection of the kingdom. * the Crown (which represented the king) * the white robes (which symbolizes the white chiefs) * the red robes (which signified the governors) * the royal guards * the warrior’s guild * the white dye (which symbolizes the ministers) * the generalissmos * the body guards * the palace guards and police (mhuetin) team. It was referred to as the nine line hierachy of the Oghírè, the hierachy meant to superceed all. The chiefs argued about this new regiment but the king had to grant his eldest son’s wish and made it so. Men were chosen from the people based on skills, intellect, amongst other features that best suited these positions. The highest rank the commoner got was in the soldier’s guild. The Royals were given other upper ranks as they were the only legitimate holders of such positions. In a way, these ranks quickly united the royals with the commoners. Some of the council men and chiefs felt bad and secretely swore that the king would definitely regret his choices. The hierachy was set and the soldiers disbanded to camp while the Palace guards and police quickly handled the rioting situations since they were mainly commoners in the Police team. The king later called the eldest Prince, Oke and inquired his new tactical plans and how he got them. Prince Oke was reluctant, but the king was persistent and he told him. “i drew this tactical hierachy from the death songs of the ancestors who wail at Igodomigodo’s destruction. “The end is near, and here is there, all from one and one from all”, Their songs still freshens my ears and my mind explodes at the echoing sounds.” The king was indeed amazed for the first time in a long time and blessed his son’s gifts. On the other hand, Prince Arhan suddenly woke up from a bad encounter and pants as hard as hard could get. What did he dream of? Only a flash comes to mind, ‘the drowning staffed man in a fair regalia’. What did this mean? CHAPTER 2- The Quest to the Forest Doom. Coming soon… ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ Coming soon on books at Mangafrique Comics and Corporations. Copyright © 2013-2014 ISSN: 0352-505X Join us on storylines… Enjoy. ……. Taken from a book on “the Legend of the Ogisos.” by I-kin Copyrights©1999-2014 I-kin

The Legend of the Ogìsös

It all began April, the month of the rains, 500AD, in a kingdom blessed with both beauty and bravery, an empire walled around with the very flames that consumes flames, the walls that will never be penetratable. It’s people were vast in nature and so were they in population. They had distinct handworks and most of them traders and farmers, merchants and soapfolks. A bliss it was in and the soothing environment for kings to do business and rule perfectly. The empire spanned 1,355,360 sq km from its very *centre* and still expanded yet. The lands had its rich grace as it swells with bountiful greens and woods all around the empire in the very same pride that the empire itself sat upon. The population of this empire spanned from 2,305,520 born citizens, 350,051 other citizens and 500,504 visitors from every works of lives, from every nooks and cranies of the world. Its warriors were extravagant and their weilded weapons said a lot about the countless battles it had been to and the spoily blood stains that greased their edge. The Chiefs were more than brilliant and active socially and otherwise. The Queen ofcourse, her elegance reached the sun above and flared over the universe it gave light to. Her beauty was exclusive, desirable by all those called “kings” and even the thought of her dazzling eyes would keep a dead drunkard in his right mind. Her beauty was said to be legendary and so compared to Adæze and Adæosè, the goddesses of the sea and beauty. The king himself a mighty man in all good and best, a man crowned with the spears of success and pierced by the helmet of victory at every battle. He was the most festive and the most important man in the land. He was the people’s father, the king, their lord. This story I tell you is the story of a kingdom that was and will always be, the empire that remains forever in the hearts of those whose spirits are re-incarnated, the story of the great Bini kingdom. It all begins with a man named after his ancestors, Ojierhan (a mysterious wood), who practically stumbles on a land far staked into the heart of Africa. He begins his journey to find his bearing and thus, he will reveal to us the historical events that took place and never happened. This is the tale of the Ogisos, kings born to rule, given valor to subjucate and given powers beyond human imaginations (as is seen in the historical account of the great king Ovorahme who couldn’t die by foreign weapons, but had to be exiled forever. Some say he died in exile, but the truth will be revealed by Ojierhan). Coming soon on books at Mangafrique Comics and Corporations. Copyright © 2013-2014 ISSN: 0352-505X

The Legend of the Ogìsös

INTRO.... The Ogisos are from the vast and ancient origin in the world, an origin with no fixed begining and no foretold end. The origin from a place of pale remembrance and hearty recognition; The origin is the Great kingdom of #Benin The Ogisos were men born to lead, favored by the gods to rule and bestowed with the authority to discipline. As is written in the historical books of the binis, there were 31 ogisos in the history of Benin before the son of Oramiyan (a descendant of the last Ogiso Owodo, who became a fugitive and left the kingdom to settle down in another land now know as Ife.) #histöiré Each ogisos had their countenance on them and their aims and objectives were genetically the same but their principles were extremely variant. Only an ogiso can sit on the throne of the king, no one else could unless the lineage had be cut which of course was impossible. There had to be one left, even though unreliable and criminal minded, only that blood line can head the kingdom. #true This quest of the ogisos to provide for the kingdom protection and expansivity began with the first Ogiso, nicknamed Ogiso Arhan (fire) by his future friend Ojerhan (mysterious wood). It all began with the Chief priest Thunder who announced to the sixteenth king of Benin that his blood line would be threatened in the future unless he quickly made changes by appeasing the gods of the land by sacrificing to them as is done in the Origie festival. Human sacrifices were the remedy for the Kingdom’s trouble. Two years after the sacrifices, the same threat was revealed to ten persons amongst whom were * Amadasun * Ogi * Ebhvota and, * the king himself. This troubled the kingdom and many more sacrifices were made to appease the gods. During that period, a thousand young girls were sacrificed and this though slated in the dusts recorded the highest death rate ever since bini’s presupposed origin. Everybody stayed away from the wrath of the gods and been sacrificed, and no one sought to find a solution to the problem at hand. Since it was the problem of the Royals, let them handle it themselves. People started loosing faith in their king and blaming him for whatever the calamity was that later befell them. Blah blah blah… Arhan and his two brothers, princes of the sixteenth king, accompanied by several others who had the revealation ventured into the evil forest Asön to meet with the ancestors to seek their wisdom. The king tried his best to restrain his children claiming that this was actually the threat. Going into the evil forest takes forever to come out of and it meant death to any one who dared venture into it. The king went as far as tieing them down to stakes, but the drive in them to go was extremely possessive. It was as though they had no minds of their own to decide. All that was painted in their mind was to go into the evil forest even if it meant their not returning. Never in history will there be such cooperative #will# to do something that totally spelt their doom. “An antelope that puts the hunter to the test gets a whole lot of exams to carry out in the hunter’s cooking pot” by Elder Kpoto #truth …. Join us on storylines… Enjoy. ……. Taken from a book on “the Legend of the Ogisos.” by I-kin Copyrights©1999-2014 I-kin