CHAPTER:
THE POWER SYSTEM
Within a private chamber with dull red colored walls, decorated
with nothing but expensive wooden stools, a well decorated wooden bed frame
along with well equipped with palm leaves and several unique materials, and a
few expensive paper parchment books scattered on a beautiful crafted table with
a few ancient rough cravings.
7 of those different books which are scattered across the table
along with a pack of parchment papers and an enchanting red and purple colored
feather originating from a rare dangerous and elegant peacock with a long-life
span of 78 years. On the covers of all those books is a recurring title
called GEARS, with each book possessing numbers besides those title, each
signifying what book to read first, what next after that.
Damilare and Abayomi can be viewed from a slight distance away
from the table seating on two elegant stools engaging in a conversation.
Abayomi views the table and the books scattered on it for a few seconds before
looking back at Damilare and responding to a previously asked question.
'' Brother, I want to be strong… I need power…''
pause
Damilare pauses after before speaking again expressing his desire
for a solution.
'' Share your knowledge with me, I need it. I am tired of
searching historical diaries, gathering superficial knowledge and propaganda
focused gossips...''
Abayomi listens attentively to him and slightly moves his head to
view the books on the table and a few of those parchment papers laying on the Damilare
bed, a few hollowed cores placed on the table and a thick glass vase and after
a slight observation around the room Abayomi notices the slight examination and
research on the elements.
Abayomi processes these slight pieces of information and smiles a
little. Was his smile that of brotherly pride and respect or was it a smile of
belittlement, Damilare wonders as he views him smile.
'' You just need to wait; your time of awakening will arrive.''
Abayomi responds while smiling at him.
An undesired answer to a question troubling him. He looks away
from Abayomi to the dull walls. He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes slowly
to calm his troubled mind and rising angrier.
Damilare responds calmly
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'' WAIT. your time will come.
train your mind and body to awaken...
Fear not, you will eventually awaken because of the blood that
flows within you...
you are destined for greatness … I was told for 6 years, as a kid
till now...
at 8 years of age you awakened, at 6 years of age brother Akinfemi
awakened, the same for brother Akinleye, Brother Dijmon, and even Sister Adesanya...
wait till when. ''
'' Should I wait till eventually I don't awaken or I can't bare to
wait anymore.''
Abayomi still responds with a smile
'' Patience is a virtue. ''
'' I will be the one to decide if it truly is.'' Damilare
responds
''please guard me to a direction, a hope to hold on to.''
Damilare pleads with desperation to Abayomi.
'' You are stubborn. Ah, ok. what do you know about the power system?''
Abayomi responds surrendering to his pleads
'' it is a sequence of different abilities originating from
different sources. the first is the power of the innate aura, the power of the
innate mind, the power of the demonic core, the power of divinity and a power
clouded in mystery called the power of contracted regression.''
he responds with an excited tone.
'' so, what part do you want to know about...''
'' everything, anything that will grant me hope of becoming strong.
''
'' There are many ways of acquiring power but none will leave you
satisfied or leave you with freedom as acquiring it naturally will.''
Abayomi moves his face a little closer to that of Damilare face
to create tension from the close confrontation and to build up a perfect
atmosphere of pressure for the next statement he is about to say
'' None will grant you the opportunity to enjoy your choices... nor
the freedom you are enjoying now''
But this slight intimidation tactic doesn't work because Damilare
expression shows a unmoved and stubborn expression.
'' Leave me the chance to choose that myself.'' Damilare responds
nonchalantly
but to this ignorant response
Abayomi chuckles and nods his head slight from side to side
There was a slight awkward silence before Abayomi decides to rise
from his seat and swiftly move to the table to take the books on it and walks
away swiftly before stopping at the entrance of the room to leave his personal
thoughts on the matter.
THUMP, SWOOSH, THUD.
The loud but short sequences of sound made from Abayomi movements
and its interaction with the room such the sound of the stool falling to the ground
due to his sudden rise from the stool, his swift movement through the room along
the sound of Abayomi talking the books off the table and stopping at the
entrance.
'' STOP!!!'' As Damilare screams at Abayomi to stop taking his
books.
'' You might not care about the chaos you want to dive into, but I
care and I won't allow you to dive into it. ''
Then he leaves the room and walk away ignoring Damilare screams of angier and words of hate.
He is then seen outside of the palace along with some guards
besides him while he re assigns new duties to the maid and guards.
'' you are now Damilare exclusive maid. serving him well while observing
him... ensure he doesn't receive any more books and no one gives any to him.''
Abayomi says with an assertive tone.
He then turns to the guards and issues his commands
‘Your new tasks are to protect Damilare, watch his movements, who
he encounters and stop any strange activities that may ever happen.’’
Before dismissing her and the guards to begin their new tasks and
duty as Damilare new exclusive maid and guards. but as they leave, he mutters
some words to himself and breaths out.
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