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The Weakest Hunter In Nigeria

In the bustling metropolis of Lagos, Nigeria, Olutola Ojetola is a hunter of modest rank, underestimated and overshadowed by his peers in the guild Iron Fangs. His world changes drastically when a routine dungeon raid goes awry, forcing him to confront a terrifying monster alone. In a moment of desperation, a mysterious system awakens within him, granting unparalleled powers and setting him on a path to greatness. As Olutola navigates the complexities of his newfound abilities, he keeps his system secret from the wary eyes of the government and rival hunters alike. Determined to prove himself and protect his city from encroaching otherworldly threats, he rises through the ranks, earns allies, and faces adversaries who covet his unique powers. With each victory and discovery, Olutola's journey unfolds—a tale of strength, ambition, and the unyielding spirit of a hunter destined to forge his own legacy in a world where danger lurks in every shadow.

DiMonak · Fantasy
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62 Chs

Chapter 60: The Twin Shadows

Olutola woke to the sound of soft laughter. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he turned to see Zara and another woman who looked remarkably like her, standing in the doorway of his bedroom. The resemblance was uncanny—same delicate features, same piercing eyes. The only difference was that Zara's twin sister had her hair tied back in a sleek ponytail, giving her a more stern appearance.

"Olutola, meet my twin sister, Lina," Zara said, a hint of mischief in her voice.

Lina stepped forward, her eyes locking onto Olutola's. "I've heard a lot about you," she said, her voice as cool and measured as Zara's was warm and inviting.

Olutola sat up, a bemused smile on his face. "All good things, I hope."

"Mostly," Lina replied, her lips curling into a small smile.

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The day had passed quickly, filled with stories and laughter as the three of them grew more comfortable with each other. By evening, the atmosphere in the house had taken on a more intimate, charged feeling.

After dinner, they moved to the living room. Zara leaned against Olutola, her hand resting casually on his thigh. Lina sat across from them, her gaze intense.

"I didn't just come here to visit," Lina began, her tone serious. "I've heard about your powers, Olutola. And I've seen what Zara has become since she met you. I want to be a part of this too."

Olutola raised an eyebrow. "A part of what, exactly?"

Lina's eyes never wavered. "I want to join you. To fight alongside you, like Zara does."

Olutola chuckled softly. "I don't need allies in battle, Lina. My shadows are more than enough. But there's always room for more... personal connections."

Zara's hand tightened on his thigh, her eyes meeting his with a silent question. He nodded slightly, and she smiled.

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Later that night, the three of them found themselves in Olutola's bedroom. The air was thick with anticipation and unspoken desires. Zara moved first, her lips finding Olutola's in a searing kiss. Lina watched, her eyes dark with longing.

Olutola broke the kiss, turning his gaze to Lina. "Are you sure about this?" he asked softly.

Lina nodded, stepping forward to join them. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

The night unfolded in a series of heated moments and whispered promises. Zara and Lina, though twins, moved differently, each bringing their unique touch to the encounter. Olutola, caught between them, felt a surge of satisfaction and power.

As they lay together in the aftermath, Zara on one side and Lina on the other, Olutola felt a deep sense of contentment. "You both know this changes everything," he murmured.

Zara smiled, her eyes half-closed. "We wouldn't have it any other way."

Lina's hand found his, their fingers entwining. "Together, we're unstoppable."

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The next morning, Olutola was up early, his mind already turning to the challenges ahead. But now, with Zara and Lina by his side—not as helpers in battle, but as partners in life—he felt more prepared than ever. His shadows, loyal and powerful, stood ready to answer his every call. He no longer needed to rely on Zara and Lina for combat; their bond was deeper, more personal.

As the sun rose over Lagos, Olutola stood on his balcony, Zara and Lina beside him.