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Fractured Alliances: Betrayal and Love in the Shadows of War

"When will you stop hunting your fellow beings? "Your mind has been poisoned, you are being fed lies, you have been bred to despise us, you know nothing about us, and you are all born as warriors to hunt us. We do bleed the same blood you shed.When are you going to wake up and realize that we are bleeding and dying while telling you that we won't use our power against you? and stop... stumbling... through the dark!" ................................................................................................................................................................... " ah, you commoner! My beloved people, you were made for battle, you were made to be warriors, and you were made to stand up for and save the weakest among us! We have been eradicating Alakijon the beast's tribe for thousands of years. They steal from and kill our people, using our blood to prolong their immortal souls and destroy our land. They are beasts; they killed our Mighty king and set us on fire. Our people are dying of retaliation. Wake up, people. "Prince Rogba said ................................................................. *** MATURE CONTENT*** warning After the enchanting and lingering kiss, Prince Rogba leaned back slightly, their lips barely grazing. The steamy puffs of their breaths intertwined as her intoxicated eyes slowly opened. But before his radiant face could come into focus in her hazy vision, his tongue found its way back into her mouth. Another deep, impassioned kiss followed, raw and electrifying. He continued to explore, savor, and caress the depths of her mouth, as if he couldn't quench his thirst for her. As he indulged in her lips, Arẹwa was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, a sensation that threatened to consume her senses. A warmth, both fiery and sweet, started to swell within her breast, stomach, and between her thighs. A gentle moan escaped her lips, and her trembling hands moved instinctively, resting delicately against his bare chest. A contented rumble emanated from Rogba's throat, and suddenly his mouth was on her jawline. He kissed and nibbled along her jaw, gradually tracing down the curve of her neck, tasting her as though she were something celestial. The pleasure was so intense that Arẹwa could only writhe in response. The exquisite and fiery sensation coursing down her bosom intensified suddenly. When he sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck with fervor, she shivered, feeling as though electric currents were coursing through her entire body. Prince Rogba, unable to hold back any longer, slowly removed her dress, leaving her half-naked as they sank onto the bed. ........... " come here.. come here... towards me Ida's clan heiress, your body is weak I didn't think you could complete this mission... look towards the darkness.. it's a spirit realms..go go in..." she said commanding " no! no!! no!!! some one help!!!." Arẹwa call for helps

Goldenheart001 · War
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chapter 2 -1: Shadows of Forgotten Origins**who is the beast's tribe

Amidst the echoes of human conquest, Fàdákà Kingdom grappled with the aftermath, striving for peace in a fragmented continent. However, the pursuit of tranquility unraveled the threads connecting the kingdom to other realms, leaving them blind to external forces like demons and enigmatic beasts. Ill-documented tales passed through generations muddied the waters of historical truth, known only to select royal and noble families, shrouded in secrecy to protect against looming threats.The Imperial Court weaves tales of beast-hunting prowess, casting shadows that unfold as rumors among the common folk. To some, these creatures appear monstrous, eliciting fear and trepidation. Yet, dissenting voices among the populace dismiss these narratives as mere ghost stories, depicting the formidable beasts as feeble and inconsequential. The thin line between truth and fiction blurs, creating a tapestry of mystery and skepticism among the people.

The kingdom's political landscape evolved into a complex dance of power, characterized by checks and balances. Ida's clan, a formidable force with proximity to commoners, held a pivotal role. Empowered to scrutinize or annul royal decrees, they safeguarded the truth, passing it down even to the youngest among nobles and royals. Yet, this knowledge remained concealed from the commoners, shielding them from the weight of the kingdom's complex history.

As the web of politics tightened, the elusive source of other kingdoms remained lost, and Fàdákà's leaders grappled with decisions that would shape the kingdom's destiny. In the shadows, forgotten origins whispered secrets that could tip the delicate balance between peace and chaos. The intricate dance of power and secrecy within Fàdákà set the stage for a revelation, where every action, every decree, held the potential to reshape the kingdom's fate.

There are still many wars to fight and eradicate the half-demon known as the beast, as they pose a major threat to Fàdákà's existence.

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Two groups of archers were running in a dense woodland alongside a troop of armored Calvary soldiers in the same direction, under the leadership of a man wearing very distinctive native clothing.

His well-built frame and lovely face suggest that he is a product of a heavenly creator, and his necklace made of lion's teeth and hand ring made of cheetah's skin serve to further underscore his nobility.

worried and angry can be seen in his face riding on his horse so hard chasing..chasing a man who is running like a cheetah his appearance is scary he must not be a human but a beast

" after him..." the leader of the troop shout and the army runs after as they could

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