War and Survival

The Ancients once told a tale.

A tale thought to be forgotten through the annals of time.

A tale of dread, a tale of sorrow and a tale of blood.

This tale was told in whispers to their children, deep in the embrace of the night.

The tale of a rageful demigod, sacrificed by the people to save themselves; the people he once protected.

He was a demigod of Amadioha. The deity of punishments, law and order.

The one who struck with a brimming lightning bolt. Ogbunabali; The One who killed horrendously at night.

This demigod was possessed by the spirit of the War god; Ekwu. The rampage deity, the one who sowed and reaped in destruction, Causing countless lives to be lost for the fun of it.

He pledged his unwavering loyalty to his cause: to protect his people, the ones he loved dearly.

But, when the people were faced with a time of distraught, they chose to abandon this demigod, sacrificing him to save themselves.

The young demigod died in battle; fighting an Immortal three-headed spirit and was later reincarnated with all his memories intact. He became an Ogbange,; a being filled with hatred and unfinished business to and in the mortal world.

He started by killing a small number, sometimes opting out to go for the lives of livestocks.

Yet, when the people found out through a diviner, they embedded his spirit at the peak of Ugbulu mountain to stop him from coming back.

His fellow demigods, from the Alusi Cult, apart from the demigods of Ani and Igwe[The Earth goddess and Sky god, consecutively, who were betrothed had happened to have left the empire for a mission together], had watched the mountain peak daily to stop the rageful demigod from releasing his spirit.

~Even in the spirit world they couldn't let him be. They kept him caged even when Civilization and Modernization had commenced, they forgot about him, the demigods who had watched his cage all ascending to the Land of Immortals as Alusi [Transcended spirits of demigods into minor deities].

Till the day when all technologies collapsed, both advanced and primal. And religion, customs, beliefs and traditions all ran rampant in the physical world without a known cause.

Different tribes of people slayed each other, for the sake of Survival, Empires crumbling, Fading away mysteriously, making way for new singularities; of people with the same belief,

Gift's and powers and abilities all manifested into The god's Blesseds; people gifted with peculiar divine powers.

And the cream of the crop were the new demigods, born half divine and half mortal. The people thought them as new gods, forgetting in their history, stories of ancient heroes and the children of gods.

Heroes and demigods from Ancient Greece, Rome, India, China, The Aztecs, Norse.

Heroes of the likes of Jason, Achilles, Arjuna the Pandava, Lu Bu and Yu the great.

It was at this period that the forgotten demigod was awoken by the BEING. The one whose name no one had the authorization to speak for fear of obliteration.

The demigod awoke ragefully and with his wrath, he decimated more than half of the kingdom.... or at least what was left of it.

He then headed to the Spirit realm, to confront his former mates. His power was more innumerable. The more angry he got; the stronger he became. He shattered them, destroying their very essence.

The BEING had to take precautionary mesures against the demigod's insubordination.

And the mesures he did take.....

Drastically.