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Long before the contemporary times, in the olden days of Africa, every male child born at dusk were used for sacrifice to appeal the witches. Although this act met resistance from the villagers who begged and sought-after salvation from the oppressive tradition of child sacrifice, nonetheless, the practise continued for centuries upon centuries until one very day, when King Oranmiyan, who was unable to produce a male offspring, became fortunate to bear his very first and last Prince. Even though the prince was born at dusk, everything changed when he failed to offer his son's life as a sacrifice as the culture had demanded. The witches grew angry and chaos began.

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The Sorcerer's King: ways of the witches

Immediately as their words ended the Eldest Priests commanded their return to the palace which had the royal slaves lead the way, followed closely by the royal bard, then the Chiefs and Elders, Oranmiyan, Osabiegun, the multitude of the Priests and lastly, the Eldest Priests.

The further they walked slowly towards the way that led onto the palace, the more the Eldest Priest reminded them of the warning of the Eldest Witch.

According to him, he who looked down becomes a goat in the feast of the Witches. For to them began the feast of blood and flesh and to disobey the words of the witches shall they not be forgiven.

The instant the warning had been nailed into their ears more than thrice, the Eldest Priest began with a song, and with respect to this, had all the Priests chorused every last word in one accord.

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