He has been unconscious for two solid days, Jubi said — I felt him close seated beside me. We have to wake him up somehow, we cannot survive another attack from those demons — Williams spoke, I could hear his footsteps all over the place.
You know that we have tried our best best to wake him up, but he's not responding — you cannot force an unconscious person awake, unless you want them dead, Jubi raised his voice. "Ahhhh, I chuckled softly so they wouldn't hear me, its good that they are lively — though I'm surprised that they stood their ground for two solid days against the demons. "I'm proud of them." While you guys are arguing about either waking brother up and not to, we should probably starting leaving before the... "Demon horde" meets us, praise said, his breaths heavy as he rushed into the house. "A demon horde?" John spoke asked. Yeah... Remember Jubi ordered me to go scout the entire place beyond our neighborhood, 'knowing fully well I could die.' John nodded. Okay, so I did just that and I stumbled upon a large number of demons approaching, am certain their numbers are thousands and so I call them a horde. "We need to move now then, I said — slowly opening my eyes." Yeah... they all said." 'Eh.... You're awake!! Brother!!! My sister jumped on me.' You're hurting me sister... ease up on the hug please — she apologized and gave me a little breathing space. Bit by bit I pushed myself up, trying to seat on the bed. You've been awake for a while haven't you, Prosper stalked toward me, arms locked across her chest. Her glare pinned me to the bed. "I swallowed hard, sor... sorry sister — it was fun listening to them argue, I managed a weak smile." She got close to me, without warning she hugged me tightly, "God... I felt my bones cracking." Prosper am dying here please... Ease up on me, I said tapping her shoulders rapidly. 'Oh sorry, she released me from the shackles of her strength.' It's good to have you back brother Williams smiled. I nodded slightly. We missed you brother — we thought you were dead, Praise's eyes glistened, tears tracing paths through the grime on his cheeks. Am sorry I had you all worried and am grateful that you guys protected each other and me for two days against those creatures. "It's all for family brother, Jubi responded." A smile spread across my face, but like praise said earlier it's time we left this place, my hilux is packed by the side, with it we will leave the country. "And go to where? we are surrounded by demons on every side, if this horde don't get to us, then another will, John slammed his hand to the wall. My family's protection is my only desire, anything else is just in the way —there's a bunker believed to be outside Nigeria," I said. John's scoff died in his throat. "Its location is the Sahara Desert." A stunned silence filled the room before Jubi broke it. "How certain are you...?" each one of them glaring at me with a multiple questions in mind. I'm not certain, but if its there then it's our means of survival until we find a way to push these demons back, I stood to my feet, a wave of lightheadedness washing over me before it settled. I looked over my body, my wounds were gone, except a fire burn at my chest. Your body surprisingly started healing itself after we rescued you from the fire and cleaned your wounds up, one of the twins shockingly spoke. My sword? Where is it? I asked after looking around the bed and its sides. We kept it at the dinning, it took all four of us guys to lift that sword up and bring it into the house, while you were unconscious praise answered, with a small grin on his face. "Thank you," I said, my voice firm as I met each of their eyes. "Now pack up. We move at noon." Each one nodded and left to their respective quarters. I went to the dinning there I carried my sword up from the steel table, "Hmmm, they were right it is heavy — more heavier than I last remember." I swung it around a little. Its form seem to have changed also, now its a black blade that reflects my appearance. "Incredible." A wide grin spread across my face.Latest Chapter
Grade 4s
The night air grew heavy as we split into two groups near the old Three Arms Zone. Red ritual lights pulsed from the Presidential Villa like infected veins. My blade hummed, its dark flames casting shifting shadows on my team's faces.Jubi, Prestige, Praise, and two others stayed with me. The rest — Debby, Dora, and Williams — would circle around to attack the outer ritual anchors. Dora squeezed my arm before leaving, her eyes fierce even with her limp."Don't you dare become one of them," she whispered."I'll try," I replied. The hunger laughed inside my chest.(Earlier while coming, we encountered a few people who were on the same mission as us.)We moved toward the Villa on foot, staying close to ruined pillars and overturned armored vehicles. The streets here were worse — paved with melted bone and glass. Every step crunched like walking on old graves. Skin-wearers patrolled in packs, but they scattered when they sensed us. They weren't the real danger.The real danger waited at t
He calls To Me
The convoy slipped into the fractured outskirts of Abuja like ghosts entering a tomb. The red glow wasn't just light anymore—it pulsed like a living heart, casting long shadows that twisted into shapes better left unseen. Abandoned luxury cars sat half-melted on the expressway, their owners' bones picked clean and arranged in careful circles on the tarmac. The air tasted of copper and frankincense.Jubi killed the engine behind a collapsed flyover. "We walk from here, brother. Vehicles are too loud now."I nodded, gripping the hilt of my blade tighter. The dark flames licked along the edge, responding to my mood. The new strength from the Grade 3 hearts still buzzed in my blood, but with it came fragments—whispers of loyalty, flashes of ritual chambers deep beneath the city, and something worse: the Herald's face, smiling with too many teeth.Prestige checked her rifle. "The old woman said vessels. You think the Herald wants your body specifically?""Probably," I muttered. "Flame-bear
Crowning
The convoy rolled forward under a bruised sky, the red glow of Abuja growing sharper with every kilometer. Dust and bone fragments swirled in our wake like restless spirits. Jubi kept humming an old Fuji tune, his voice low and rough. It helped cut through the heavy silence. Every few minutes, he glanced my way, checking if the hunger was rising again. I appreciated it more than I could say."Eyes on the road, brother," I muttered, forcing a half-smile. "Last thing we need is you driving us into a ditch while singing off-key."He chuckled. "Fuji got us through worse. Remember that time in Surulere when the power went out for three days and we danced through the night just to stay awake?"I nodded. Those memories felt like they belonged to another life — before the Rapture tore everything apart, before the lower-grade demons started wearing children's faces and the stronger ones began stealing human skin. Before I started eating demon hearts to survive.From the back, Prestige spoke u
The Blade And The Heart
The convoy pushed deeper into the night. The ruined highway stretched out like a scarred vein beneath our tires. In the distance, Abuja's glow pulsed on the horizon — ugly red veins of light threading through the broken city outline, like something alive and breathing under the skin of the capital. It made my stomach twist.Kane's words echoed in my head with every heartbeat: circles drawn across the nation, hundreds sacrificed, kings being born from blood and ancient chants. The power he had given me — or rather, stolen — burned hotter in my veins the closer we got. It felt as if the power could smell the ritual smoke ahead.I've eaten a few demons, including the bastard at the military base, none threatened to break me, like kane's power is doing right now.I shifted uncomfortably in the passenger seat, trying to ignore how tight my bones felt under my skin. Jubi glanced over at me, his face half-lit by the dashboard lights. Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool night air co
No One Left Behind
The convoy rumbled out of the compound gates as the sun bled low across the horizon, painting the ruined skyline in deep oranges and purples—colors too beautiful for a world this broken. I kept my eyes on the rearview mirror until the high walls disappeared behind overgrown bushes, that brief sanctuary fading like a half-remembered dream. For one day and night, we had enjoyed roofs that didn't leak blood, food that didn't come from a can opened in panic, and sleep that wasn't stolen in shifts. Now the road called us back, hungry as the things stalking it.Jubi drove with his injured arm stiff in the sling, but his good hand gripped the wheel steady. The armored car bounced over cracked asphalt and fallen branches, every jolt sending fresh aches through my healing ribs. Kane's power still churned inside me—warm, insistent, whispering strength but also stirring that deeper hunger. I could feel my muscles twitching sometimes, as if they wanted to tear through my skin and become someth
The Gardener's Oath
The first light of dawn crept through the cracked windows like a thief, pale and hesitant, painting the dusty bedroom in shades of gray.I hadn't slept more than an hour or two. My body was too wired from Kane's power, and my mind kept replaying his final whisper about being a gardener in Heaven. That shit gnawed at me. What if some of these demons truly weren't monsters by choice? And here I was, ripping out their hearts and swallowing them like street food.My hands flexed on the hilt of my blade, still resting across my chest. The dark flames had cooled to embers, but the hunger... it was louder now. Deeper. Like something inside me was waking up and demanding more.Down the hall, I heard movement. Jubi's low groan as he shifted on his mattress. Dora murmuring something to Prosper. The soft pad of bare feet on tile—Prestige, probably checking on everyone like she always did. Family. Broken, bleeding, but still holding on in this godforsaken world.I pushed myself up, ribs aching bu
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