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A Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarchy for grabs
Author: Humphrey Chilingulo Genre: FantasyA Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarchy for grabs
ence, could never dare rat on him, no matter the case, or so he thinks. Besides, he has been nothing but good to him since he plucked him from the dungeon of poverty and destitution, taking
diligently without any whining like his very life depends on them, sometimes surprising even himself which in another life would have scared Zadillo. But definitely not in his present thug life. He has seen
cutthroat competition, the rampant corruption and numerous other underhand tactics involved, conniving to frustrate him at every turn, as if in response to the cliché, if you can't beat them join them, he started drifting slowly, thinking he would get out of the rogue life after only a few big operations, but as his influence grew, so d
ing what he received. He barely remembered being at the receiving end of much love from the world either. The world to him was existentially bad, and he had to merely play his rightful part. Seeing people in general suffer, gave him a strange sense of satisfaction. Making his enemies quiver and
uld have it easy- a few armed robbers to their places to ransack them of every penny and valuables they could lay their hands on, and later visited with even more demands for compensation in form of insurance so that nothing of the same should befall them again, of course he knows exactly the source of those very misfortunes. Even the police whose most top structure has been on his payroll, would n
s dire straits, pay double-fold. If one showed disdain when he tried to civilly court them for a good time, they have to be discreetly tailed and visited at night. As the boys scared the hell o
vincibility thereby finding himself a regular at voodoo priests' premises because every time something strange happened he still felt vulnerable and went to another dark realm boffin. It was a must. Everyone who mattered
tially, it was little things that bothered him about this particularly, too-proud "loser" who always seemed to be popular among friends, and usually stole the limelight even with the coveted female folk and prospective dates without much effort. He simply did not understand why everybody seemed to be fussing over him so much. Yet, even he, in some kind of twisted logic, admired the guy's guts too. H
ade sure to not forget- not only on his part- but on their behalf too, until he felt an appropriate price had been fully paid for a score to be regarded as properly settled. Ages ago, they had quarreled over a small matter in the last primary s
tried to throw everything at her for some days to coax her, including in the process even dissing him but to no avail. The beauty goddess could not bulge. Everyone had thought nothing much about it when they heard and genuinely laughed over it as usual but not Zadillo. He was seething beneath the veneer of the smiles at all the guy jokes. Despite being the one at fault, he kept
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a strange consuming presence which made him very uncomfortable. It was a feeling he could not put his finger on. His hands soon became sweaty and visibly shaky. It was as if he was in imminent danger but not aware where it would come from. Not minding the inconvenience to the other road users, he almost, unwittingly, pulled over to the side of the road the moment he saw some sp
; a big snake! And upon hearing the word snake, everybody had at first scampered off to a safer distance for dear life, but soon, having recovered from the initial shock, and taking comfort in the larger numbers that soon thronged around, became more c
dreaming sir? Did you drink? M
meone, something which appeared to be a very tall order in the circumstances. If anything, he had now become the whimpering clown the would-be saviors thought had wasted their time! Overwhelmed by the crowd's unceasing questions, most of which were mere repetitions of what others had already asked before, others h
ore time to look at who the question came from in the crowd.
other space-science question, thought Tito. Another head-shake
name if he could not describe its physical features now, could he? He fumed on the inside while looking stupid on the out! In fact, in the heat of the confusion, all the few, mostly, very common snake n
e night, the scary image could not leave him alone for a minute. Several days later, he received word from the emergency services that there was no evidence any such creature had ever been anywhere near the interior of the car, not anytime in the recent past at least. That notwithstanding, to quell his fears, they had taken the precaut
lling to ignore faint traces of apprehension that lingered on, he consequently decided to give it some dist
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h. The signal indicated that the evil, scare-dishing stealth boy he had sent on