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Algorithm favor me this time Connect me to the right people even as I share this hard earned work of my mind CHAPTER ONE: THE SEAL OF BLOOD The rain did not fall that night. It screamed. Over the Kingdom of Ajeromi, lightning tore through the sky like jagged silver fractures, illuminating the terrified faces of mothers who clutched their children in breathless silence. The storm was not the worst of it. The terror lay below, in the winding veins of the earth. The river had turned red. It was not the dull, brown hue of disturbed mud, nor the dark shadow of an evening tide. It was the thick, visceral crimson of fresh blood flowing from a slit throat. Miles away, buried deep within the jagged, forbidden peaks of Ilé-Kúrò, the earth groaned. Deep in the dark, something ancient and hungry opened its eyes, drawing its first breath of malice in a thousand years. The elders would later whisper into the ears of generations to come that this was the exact moment humanity lost the mercy of the gods. For when a man allows the wildfire of grief to burn away his wisdom, entire kingdoms begin to die. King Adéọba Akinwándé stood upon the slippery banks of the Òṣàrà River, his sandals sinking into the stained mud. His hands, which had once broken iron shields, were trembling. Once feared, once impossibly powerful, he was now just a broken shadow against the dark sky. "Adeyinka..." he whispered, the name scraping against his throat. His only son. The Lion of Ajeromi. Adéọba remembered the weight of the boy’s first iron spear, given to him before the child could even form proper words. He remembered the boy's fierce laugh, the proud stride of an heir destined for greatness. Gone. All of it cut down in a war that should have remained a mere whisper of pride. The most bitter poison in Adéọba’s chest was how the boy had died. It was not a legendary warrior who took his life. It was not a celebrated general or a master hunter from the deep forests. It was Dàda Olúfẹ́mi. A trembling, terrified novice archer whose hands shook so violently in the chaos of battle that his fingers slipped. One accidental arrow, loosed in blind panic through the smoke. One mistake. And now, twenty kingdoms would bleed for it. Because grief had breached the gates of King Adéọba’s heart, and wisdom had fled into the night. Months earlier, a fragile peace had woven the kingdoms of Ajeromi and Iralẹ̀ together. It was not a perfect peace, but it was enough. It was enough for market women to trade their woven baskets, enough for cross-border marriages, and enough for farmers to sleep soundly without the midnight terror of marching boots. Children grew up learning the songs of harvests rather than the rhythm of war drums. Then, the gold was found. Deep beneath the crystalline waters of the Òṣàrà River, where the borders of Ajeromi and Iralẹ̀ kissed, the current shifted to reveal ancient secrets. Sacred ornaments of gold, older than memory itself, glittered in the riverbed. There was ivory carved with the forgotten languages of ancestors, and blue stones that captured the moonlight, glowing like trapped spirits. The wealth was endless. Initially, both kingdoms agreed to split the riverbank equally. King Olasẹhinde Ajibola of Iralẹ̀ intended to honor that pact down to the last grain of sand. Unlike other rulers who hungered for territory, Olasẹhinde feared what war did to a man's soul. He had washed the blood of his own brothers off his hands in his youth. He had watched fields turn to ash and children become orphans, their eyes vacant with trauma. He understood a truth most kings died without learning: The battlefield never ends when the fighting stops. Olasẹhinde was revered across the Twenty Kingdoms not for his cruelty, but for his profound wisdom. He was a devoted follower of Ogun, but he bowed to Ogun the Builder—the god of labor, discipline, and righteous endurance. To him, iron was a sacred gift meant to forge hoes, build palaces, and defend the vulnerable,

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