Is the American Dream just an illusion? Bayo, an outsider with a sharp mind, is thrust into the complex reality of American life. Here, ideals clash with harsh realities, and survival hinges on navigating a world of power struggles and hidden agendas. Bayo's perspective challenges the status quo, forcing him to confront societal injustices and question the very essence of the American Dream. Will his fight for eternal freedom shield him or lead him down a dangerous path? =================== Disclaimer This story is a blend of history and imagination. While I've approached the time period of 1947-1950s with respect, I've also taken creative liberties to craft a compelling narrative. Names, actions, and even some cultural references are fictionalized for storytelling purposes. Think of it as a tribute to Yoruba culture, not a strict historical account. My aim is to spark interest and understanding, not mislead.
This fanfic would be really good, if it weren't for one character. Annoying, irritating, a real nuisance that the MC ended up 'rescuing' and who always says 'big brother' as if that's all she knew how to say. If Ron (MC) is going to fart, she says (yes, big brother); if Ron is going to work, she says (yes, big brother); If he asks her if she's okay? yes, big brother; if her nose hurts? yes, big brother... yes, big brother...