one upon a time in ZALUMA Kingdom there was a great Hunter called Luma the Great
MY name is Luma one of the formidable Hunter my own father was a hunter as well ,he was also a great one for medicines and spells. He had a thousand powder gourdlets, five hundred also,and his amulets numbered Seven hundred and sixty incubi lived in that house 🏘️and the 🐦 birds of divination were without numbers. it was the spirits who guarded the house 🏘️ when my father was absent -it was unthinkable. but deep as he was in the art of the supernatural , he was no match for my mother,for she was a deep seasoned witch from the great cauldrons of hell.
My father had 8 children,of whom I Luma was the eldest; four wives and my mother was the most senior of them. she had four children, the wife who was nest to her had two, the nest had two also while the fourth wife had nothing .
One day my mother and another of this wife had a quarrel and took the issue to my father for settlement. He found my mother at fault and this so angered her that she resolved to take vengeance for the slight. she became so ruthless in her witching, that before that year was out seven of my father's children were dead and three of his wives had gone the same way. thus was I left the only child and my mother the only wife .
One unforgettable Day that my father prepared himself and set off for hunting, after he had hunted a long day he felt somehow tired and sat on a tree 🌲 stump to rest. he was not long seated when, happening to look up, and he saw the ground in front of him begin to split and smoke pour upwards from the Rent . in a moment the smoke had filled the entire area where my father sat so quickly that he could not see anything ;all about him had turned impenetrably black what a bad day for him