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The moon god

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The story of the moon god, was a prophecy of a three generation tide that reigned the citizens of Kambishale. The reign of the self appointed dynasties was ready for a topple by the one voice of a common vote.it would get dark by the night and supposedly dawned earlier for the industrious subjects."The System " ,a crooked government policy was in charge of the government bureaucracy.This was a capitalist idealism in a high stake environment, The System had rendered many citizens jobless after importing cheap expatriates for most of the professional posts, they had looted most of the public resources and enriched their personal fantasies, dusk had engulfed the entire Kambishale narrative, that corruption was celebrated in a majestic tac, bt a saviour was born, 40years before the dawn of the prophecy,the moon would turn red, the armageddon,a circle of chaos and beginning of prosperity, a reign full of betrayal, the cycle of wealth peace and harmony in a world that would change through the bitter sweat of one King Banja The 1st.
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Chapter 1 - THE NIGHT IN THE THORNS.

The land liberation army(LLA) a gorilla warfare tag went deep into the forests,the bushy meanders and deeper down the creeks, down their spine a chill shock of been trailed by the vicious home guards and besides their frail counterparts armed to teeth.

Behind the army, a scout formation paraded to relay important information and report the headline news,

The imperial army(BIA) was losing its grounds and the less remaining manpower had lost trust of its system. Their tactics would seem futile as their enemies would be termed gore.The imperials felt forsaken in the land of heatherns, their fate was meant to be decided by the night, many of the army's manpower had chosen to leave the land, their main fear being the blade of the merciless land army.The enemies sheaths the master of dates, with each thrusts` they seemed to be revelling of their passed decree.Teir edges was the final coarse to their bewildered subject's .It was a failed project, they lamented as blood from their veins quenched the thirsty grounds.