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Africa wasn't 'discovered' by the Europeans, it was always there, full of life and culture. Africa had been great once. Not just in scattered empires but as a continent rich in knowledge, commerce, and self-sufficiency. The Mali Empire, the Benin Kingdom, the Ashanti, the Zulu, the Kongo. Civilizations that thrived long before European ships appeared on their shores. But greed, driven by the hunger for resources and wealth, turned Africa into a hunting ground. Follow Obinna as rewrites the story of Africa starting from a small Igbo tribe. *** A/N: I'm trying my hand at this after reading two interesting and similar books: Life of Being a Crown Prince in France and Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology. They inspired me to write what Africa could've been like if they united earlier. As for why I'm posting it on this platform...I just felt like it and there really isn't any Novel Platform for Nigerians alone or Africans alone so...Deal with it if you don't understand most of the terms. We've had to deal with Chinese, Japanese, Russian...and many more. Enjoy.

This is the story of the origin of the richest and greatest tribe in Africa There culture , wars , struggles , This is not just a story Is a believe to those who read it And also an eye opener to a whole new side of planet earth

Akunna, a determined and adventurous young woman, sets out to explore the mystical Imo River, seeking to uncover its secrets and understand its significance to her people. Her journey is filled with challenges and surprises, but ultimately leads her to a hidden waterfall where she meets the river's spirit, Ezechukwu. With his guidance, Akunna discovers her own connection to the river and accepts the responsibility of becoming its next guardian, ensuring the continuation of its magic and cultural heritage for generations to come. This story highlights Akunna's agency and determination, as well as the mystical and cultural elements of the story. It also emphasizes the importance of her journey and her new role as guardian of the Imo River.

The Igbo language is part of the Niger-Congo language family. Its regional dialects are somewhat mutually intelligible amidst the larger "Igboid" cluster. The Igbo homeland straddles the lower Niger River, east and south of the Edoid and Idomoid groups, and west of the Ibibioid (Cross River) cluster. Before the period of British colonial rule in the 20th century, the Igbo were politically fragmented by the centralized chiefdoms of Nri, Aro Confederacy, Agbor and Onitsha. Frederick Lugard introduced the Eze system of "warrant chiefs". Unaffected by the Fulani War and the resulting spread of Islam in Nigeria in the 19th century, they became overwhelmingly Christian under colonization. In the wake of decolonisation, the Igbo developed a strong sense of ethnic identity. During the Nigerian Civil War of 1967–1970, the Igbo territories seceded as the short-lived Republic of Biafra. The Movement for the Actualization of the Sovereign State of Biafra and the Indigenous People of Biafra, two sectarian organizations formed after 1999, continue a non-violent struggle for an independent Igbo state.

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In this world, having a spirit animal isn't just superstition or a metaphor. Half the population can actually summon them for their personal needs, which brings forth a lot of opportunities for humanity as a whole! People use it for good, making our way of life easier. But wherever there are opportunities, danger lurks. Living in this version of New York, the quite literal concrete jungle, makes our protagonist's life all the more interesting. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Anian is an ordinary girl with big dreams .In this story she shows her sides .

The Mangani Unidom, vibrant with its life forms is on the verge of extinction. The Queen and her subjects try everything to overcome this which leads to the development of several magnificent creations. This is a story before the universe was created filled with scientific and historical blends of space time told by the writer who narrates it.

When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...

Reborn into the past, Zhao Nuanyue is no longer willing to be morally blackmailed by her so-called relatives and be a puppet at their mercy. She will use her own abilities to protect her younger brother and personally take revenge for her past life. Her benefactor from her past life is in a coma, and she voluntarily becomes a bride to ward off bad luck, becoming his wife. What was a solo fight transforms into a tag-team takedown, crushing those cruel, malicious bitches and scumbags from her past life! That man: "Whoever bullies you, I'll kill them!" That woman: "No need. Just dote on me. I'll take care of trashing the scum myself!"