"Fire, water, and wind, the three elements of power that fell into a world that was non living; no creature, no living thing lived in that world. The world had a global shape and a solid surface that is covered with craterts. It has a hot atmosphere during day and a cold atmosphere during night time. If one is to see that world, he or she would spit out saliva onto it and walk away; the world was lifeless.

 Only the hue of light from the elements of power caused plants to grow in that world, when they hit on the ground. [Boom] glittering beam of light illuminated. The glossy elements of power spreaded across the whole world; in and out.

"Majesties, please let's accept out new fate by nature. Out home is destroyed and seems to be irreversible,(sighs). I suggest we stay in this world for a million years to cultivate to the summit level of power to get the required strenght to avenge the....."element wind said in a resonate voice. "No!" element fire shouted in disagreement. "Our world was destroyed, and you're telling us to wait for a million years?" , "Calm down" element water said softly. Angry element fire wispered, "just because you're the first two high ranked elements, you think you are in control?". "Wind element is precisely right. A million years is a long term surrender, but when it's time to payback, nothing will be an obstacle in our way".

Arguement among the elements of power lasted for a whole month, before they all came to an agreement.

"Fine!, I agree to your terms for now, but when the time is up, no delaying" element fire said impatiently. "That's our third majesty" both element wind and element water said funnily. 

"We ought to be fast in our cultivation, before maybe we will be found, and have to be Smart too, and when i say fast and Smart you know what i mean?. Time equilibruim" element fire uttered out. "It would have been a benefiting and helping support, if element time was able to flee away with us, but ungortunately, he.....(sighs dissapointedly)". "What has happend has happend, let's look up to the future".

"Yeah, yeah, that's the end of the story" an old man wearing a black robe, sitting on a small wooden chair with a guy sitting beside him, wearing ordinary, yet clean clothes at the backyard of a building said. "Hey!, give me my coins" the old-man stood up straight, and looked down to the guy who was sitting beside him. "I said give me my coins Nkrumah!". Nkrumah sighed as he stood up and removed a small red cloth from his pokect, full of silver coins, and placed it in the opened hand of the old-man. Nkrumah has a long black hair, black and blue eyes and has a good looking appearance. "Thank you for you time and ficticious story, instead of a feble story, i will take my leave" Nkrumah said to the old-man, as he dashed into a bustling market. The old-man watched Nkrumah walk away, and toasted one coin and dissapeared.

The traders at the bustling market killed the silence in the world with their, "i have toasted dry meats!!", "I have traditional clothes!!", "I have sweets". Nkrumah appeared worried in his mood. With the help of the resplendent full moon, the dark sky was clear. Nkrumah looking worried walked Pass a hotel, an auction house, restaurant a dressing room, to a dark road. A passerby hit on frustrated Nkrumah. "I'm sorry" Nkrumah apologised. The passerby wan angry and kicked Nkrumah's left leg very hard, saying a loud "you!" before he left. Nkrumah fell to the ground. With some vigor, he rose back to his feet and held his left knee firmly as he staggered footsteps forward. "What will i tell master Gyaa when i get home?. That i was expelled from School?. That we were given holiday?. That our School has been closed?. What will i say?. I'm not a gifted person, yet still master Gyaa wants me to learn about magic. How can i when am not born with such ability?. I failed to transform water into ice, so i was expelled from School. Though it has been the only thing we learnt for the last six months, but i still couldn't, because i don't pratice when i come home. No that i don't want to, it's just that i don't want it" Nkrumah said as he bypassed three wooden houses to a hut, built with raffia palm. He walked to the hut and knocked on the wooden door. "Master, am back from School". Nkrumah made a step back after the knock. He was not feeling good with what he said. "Did i just say, am back from school?, as if tomorrow am going back to school. I'm expelled, but i can't tell my master, or else, that's the end of this life for me. Master has a harsh atitude, a strange and scarry appearance, aquick tempered...". "Come in!" Someone from inside said. Nkrumah took in a long breathe and exhaled slowly as he opened the wooden door, and closed it when he entered the hut. An old man in a yellow rode sat on a wooden bed, meditating when Nkrumah swang himself onto a wooden bed close to the one the old man sat on. "Tell me what happend in school today" the old-man said. This is not something new to Nkrumah, because everyday when he comes home from school, that's the first question he is asked. "School was you know, like always, boring. Always serious studies and no games to Play, and always the ones who....". 

"I asked of what happend today" the old-man interrupted. "Ok, today, the teachers, i mean our senoirs, am trying to say that, our teaches, i mean teachers had a competition with our seniors, so no studies today" Nkrumah said starring at his master. "This is why i insulted you yesterday. I told you never to lie, and yes i know you were expelled!".