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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 it is so that after several days that Baki had been taken home by Atikah had he grown more in height and definitely could now talk and walk but yet still a child.

Baki was also a fine little man with different eyes than everyone in the whole of Daura kingdom. Although most people wondered why his eyes had looked that way, his tale of how he became one of them in their kingdom had easily spread like a contagious disease in the kingdom only because Atikah was a well known woman with no husband, nor a child until he found Baki.

Baki was not hated by the adults of the Daura kingdom. They loved him yet for the power they believed he possessed and that maybe, in the path to his glory, he shall lead his cult on a day to come and evenly become the royal priest.

However, Baki was not loved by the children of his pairs. For he was yet the youngest among his cult but the tallest and the most huge among them.

Grown, Cult, Unserious