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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

And that the people may not be in fear for even yet what Ifa-ile faces is way above their necks. For their confidence should cover their fear and they shall believe that this phase shall soon be over.

And in his strength shall he find what to do and thus, shall he stop at nothing  until those who they serve and those who control the earth listen to their heart cry.

Even when he said this and the people of Ifa-ile were yet to return, the sudden ending echoes of the wicked laughter of the witches became what became obvious.

This, in this way, rendered the words of the Eldest Priest useless and only for the wicked continuous cackle of the witches which still continued at this moment did the Eldest Priest fall unto his face and in his words sought for their mercy.

Dry of Plants.