The Legend Of Dayo…
THE LEGEND OF DAYO
SEASON 4: THE FATHER
The murderer pointed his bloodied knife at the people in the eatery.
“Shut up your beaks, or someone will follow these stupid fools!” he shouted, and silence reigned in the eatery as the people sat with horror, absolutely traumatized by such heinous crime which they hadn’t seen ever in Aradise.
And so, the four men bent the women they had chosen across the tables. Two of the women were married!
The adults in the eatery covered the eyes and ears of the children in the bar and watched helplessly as the men took out their engorged organs and raped the women with savage thrusts of their hips.
The giant turned to the weeping Madam Aisha, and she flinched with sudden fear and held up her hand.
“No, no, please, no!” she wept bitterly. “I beg of you, please don’t!”
“I won’t soil myself with you, woman!” the giant said savagely. “There is only one woman for Chinua Joshua, and her name is Nneka Okez! I hear she’s hiding in this damn town, and I swear I’ll pour out the blood of every one of you doomed wretches in this town if you don’t show me where she is!”
He grabbed Madam Aisha by the hair, took out his phallus and smiled at her.
“But I need release too!” he whispered savagely. “You know how to suck, don’t you? So suck, by the eyes of Jupiter, or I swear I’ll slit that pretty neck of yours from here to Uranus!”
He pushed Madam Aisha’s face into his loins, and the poor woman gagged and wept as she took his length in her mouth and desperately worked on him.
It didn’t take long as Madam Aisha had feared it would, though. She felt him stiffen, and she tried desperately to lift her head off him, but he was still holding her hair, and he pushed her face down as he thrust into her throat, and she almost died when she felt his sticky mess filling her mouth!
She groaned with disgust as he spurted into her, and then he pushed her away with a cruel sigh and an almost remorseful look in his single good eye.[stextbox id=”alert” caption=”WARNING”]Exclusive Content to http://www.aaron-ansah-agyeman.com Do not copy or share on any other site. Do not share on any WhatsApp, Facebook or Social Media page. ONLY SHARE THE LINKS TO THE STORY[/stextbox]
Eventually, he got to his feet, zipped up his fly and looked around the room as he held up a picture of Nneka Okez.
“Somebody better tell me something good about this woman, or blood will start to pour and form a crimson pool on this accursed floor!”
The people began to shake with fear, but a tall, grey-haired elderly man got to his feet.
“I know where she lives!” he said desperately. “I’m a hunter, and I’ve seen her at the foot of the waterfalls where she lived with her late husband!”
“Late husband?” Chinua Joshua said with narrowed eyes. “Moshood is dead?”
“Yes, yes,” the hunter said. “The White Kombas killed him five years ago!”
The giant did a most amazing thing then.
He put his head back and screamed with sudden rage, and then he held the long table and threw it away, toppling food, pans, jars and everything on to the floor.
“That bastard!” Chinua Joshua screamed. “I wanted to slice off his balls and stuff them in his mouth! Alright, hunter, what is your name?”
“Abdul, sir!” the man said unsteadily.
“Abdul!” Chinua Joshua said savagely. “You just saved more deaths! Come with me! Take me to Nneka Okez! She’s my woman!”
They left the eatery then, leaving the moaning and weeping citizens of Aradise. Madam Aisha stood up, covered her mouth with a napkin, and raced blindly to the washroom as tears fell down her face.
Crushed, she collapsed in front of a toilet bowl and vomited her morning breakfast, retching horribly.
“Madam, are you okay?” asked a tearful voice from outside the door.
It belonged to one of her waitresses.
“I’m not okay, my dear,” Madam Aisha moaned, traumatized. “Please, go to the Commander of the Judges! Go and tell him everything has happened! That man must pay! He must be stopped before he gets to poor Nneka! Somebody should kill that bastard! Go and inform the Commander at once!”
King Demitayo Oliseh looked at Temidayo gravely.
All the kings had retreated to the circular burning wall of fire on the lake, and their faces were grim as they slowly brandished their favourite weapons.
There were ninety-nine of them, and they were holding different weapons ranging from swords to cudgels to knives and even clubs.
A stout metallic pole slowly emerged in the middle of the circle, and King Oliseh pointed to it.
“Hold that pole, my son, because the Impartation is going to begin!” he said gently. “The spirits of the kings are going to pass through you. Each that passes through you will leave a piece of his skill in you, and it will form part of your prowess as a Warrior! Remember, it is a very painful process, I’m afraid.
When you can’t take it anymore, just drop your hand from the pole, and the impartation will end. Remember, my son, that even if one passes through you, it will be great skill acquired, so don’t try to hold on too long to the pole if you can’t take it, okay? If you endure the pain beyond your capabilities and pass you, your physical body will die, and you can’t make it out of here again. Do you understand?”[layerslider id=”6″]
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“Thank you, Baba, I understand fully,” Temi said with a brave smile.
King Oliseh nodded.
“The most skills acquired was by King Babangida, who took twenty-six spirits during the impartation. But it is not a competition, you know. So, are you ready?”
“I’m ready, Baba,” Temi said and nodded. “I’ve been ready for a long time.”
“Good,” King Oliseh said and took out two short knives with golden hilts that glittered with gems through their middle. “My favourite weapons, apart from the Royal DayoSword!”
“Wooooow!” Temi whispered, falling in love with the two short swords immediately. “That is grand! Radical! Those are awesome! Oh, how wonderful!”
The short swords in King Oliseh’s hands were narrow at the hilt but broadened toward the tips. Their edges were honed to such amazing sharpness that it seemed to glow with a bluish tinge, the emeralds in their middle glinting and sparkling with indescribable beauty.
Their scabbards were in the form of an ‘X’ across King Oliseh’s back, and they were no ordinary scabbards but formed with a material that looked solid and golden and so amazingly beautiful.
“Yes, beauties that were given to me directly by the Creator of All Things,” King Oliseh said with a great smile. “As the first king, I came to the Land of Bliss and a hand shot out from this lake, and I walked across the lake and took them. Alright, son, be prepared. Your father will begin the impartation…and I will end it if you can stay long enough. But I doubt it, tough, I really doubt it!”
King Oliseh glided across the lake to take his stand against the burning wall of fire, and immediately the past kings lost their physical forms and became hazy, transparent spiritual beings.
Prince Temi took a deep breath and held the metallic pole hard.
He saw the spirit of his father suddenly shooting toward him at top speed, his sword held high. Temidayo steeled himself, and then his father’s spirit sailed through him.
For a brief fraction of a moment, Temidayo felt pain so brutal, so savage, so unbelievably fractious that a scream of ear-splitting velocity erupted from his lips, and instant tears flooded his face!
The pain was as he had never ever experienced before, and shouldn’t be experienced by any human! It seared through him, from the core of his head right to his toes, a blast of such cruel intensity of pain that his heart almost stopped beating as the bellow erupted out of throat!
It was a scream of such pure torture that emerged from his mouth in the physical realm in the house beside the waterfalls, causing Nneka Okez to fall from the bed where she had been sitting.
She stood up quickly, dazed, absolutely terrified by the scream from the prince, and then another scream of pure torture ripped out of Temi’s weakened body again…and again…and again!
Nneka Okez quickly approached the bed, and then she grabbed his shoulders and began to shake him fiercely as another horrified scream slammed out of lips.
“Temi, Temi, Temi!” she shouted desperately as tears of compassion fell down her face. “Wake up, Temi! Oh, goodness, what is happening to you? Wake up, Prince! Wake up, dear, oh please come out of there!”
And then she seemed to hear a savage whisper in the room, all around her!
It wasn’t a wicked whisper, but it was filled with ominous warning, seeming to fill all the walls of the room, uttered with authority and finality.
“Leave him be!” came the fierce whisper that slammed forcibly into Nneka’s body.[stextbox id=”info” caption=”JOIN US ON WHATSAPP“]
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