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THE STRONGEST WARRIOR

The Strongest Warrior A novel of pain, purpose, and the power that awakens when a people remember who they are. In a forgotten corner of the land, nestled beneath the shadow of mountains and veiled by dense forest, lies a village once filled with songs, celebration, and sacred tradition. This village, now called Bakoto, has become a memory of itself—its fields bare, its elders weary, and its people fractured by years of raids, injustice, and an unshakable silence that hovers like a curse. There was a time when Bakoto was feared for its warriors, respected for its wisdom, and revered for its spirit. But time, misfortune, and the schemes of rival territories have reduced its strength to whispers and prayers. No one dares to stand. No one dares to dream. Until one does. Born in the midst of this suffering, a child watches the world crumble around them—not with passive despair, but with a burning awareness that something greater lies beyond the pain. Marked by vision and an unwavering sense of purpose, this child learns in secret what the elders no longer teach: the old songs, the sacred rhythms, the lost forms of combat and communion. Every wound, every loss becomes a lesson. Every injustice, a call to action. Leaving behind the safety of obscurity, this soul journeys far from home—learning, growing, and facing tests meant for warriors twice their age. Across enemy lines, through foreign cultures, and amid sacred mountains, they gather not just strength of body, but clarity of mind and depth of heart. The world is vast and often cruel, but the wisdom they gain becomes a map—a spiritual compass pointing back to where the true battle waits. When they return, the village barely recognizes them. Strong. Focused. Unshaken. But what matters most is not what they’ve become, but what they’ve come to do. This is not just a return. It’s a reckoning. One by one, the villagers are stirred from their slumber. The warrior does not demand worship, nor bow before the weight of history—they listen, they serve, they lead. Fields begin to flourish again, drums echo in the night, and eyes that once stared into the dust now gleam with fire. But change awakens enemies, and Bakoto's revival draws attention from those who once benefitted from its silence. A storm begins to gather. The warriors of old had passed, but now, a new storm-bearer rises—a leader who does not rule by fear but moves with the soul of the land. As armies approach and betrayal threatens from within, the people must choose: to fall once more into fear or rise beside the one who reminded them of their strength. What follows is not merely a war for land. It is a war for identity, for memory, and for the sacred bond between people and purpose. Lives will be lost, secrets unearthed, and destinies rewritten. And in the heart of it all, the warrior will face their truest test—not against enemies, but against doubt, grief, and the weight of being more than human in the eyes of the people. The Strongest Warrior is not a tale of a hero saving a village. It is the story of a village remembering its own heartbeat. It is about what happens when one person dares to believe that change is possible—and when others dare to believe with them. It is about the sacred cost of leadership, the beauty of collective healing, and the truth that even the strongest warrior cannot rise without the people standing behind them. This is a novel where spiritual forces weave through everyday life, where the physical and the divine meet on battlegrounds and in kitchen huts, and where the scars of the past are both painful and prophetic. This is Bakoto’s story. This is the story of the fire that refused to go out. This is The Strongest Warrior.
Adewunmi_Abiodun · 13K Views

Together: Where Names Don’t Matter

IMPORTANT NOTE: Before you start the story, there are a few things you should know. First of all, the beginning might feel a bit slow. The first six chapters are intentionally dense and a little vague. You’ll probably get a clearer sense of the story’s true shape and tone starting around chapter 7. Second, my chapters are short — around 400–500 words each, except for the early ones. That’s just my current limit. Writing 1,500 words per chapter daily isn’t realistic for me at the moment. But if I get more used to writing regularly, I hope to make them longer in the future. And finally, thank you so much for giving my story a chance. As a new author, I’m doing my best. Please don’t forget to leave a comment with your thoughts — I’ll do my best to reply to every one of them! SYNOPSIS: The Kingdom of Lindre was experiencing one of the most glorious periods in its history. After three long and harsh years of war, it had finally defeated Renalis and carved its name deeper into history. Despite Lindre’s remarkable achievements, the situation for the kingdom’s nobility was far from ideal. The newly gained lands, treasures, and people had turned into tools of politics and greed inside the royal palace. Amidst all this turmoil, one of those struggling to survive was Princess Alia Muriel Lindre, the youngest and third daughter of the royal family. Unfortunately, Alia’s past held an unpleasant incident that had made her time in the palace difficult. And now, caught in the whirlpool of political chaos, her challenges were only growing heavier. However, Alia was not one to give up easily. She would cling to hope with all her strength and no matter what came her way, she was determined to reach the peace she longed for.
second_chance · 19.4K Views

"Good lord."

The sound of slicing carrots from the kitchen was overoded with whatever sort of noise from the room of the other side. Not that the lady minded anyways, it was a sort of comfortable noise and reassurance that the kids do enjoy it here and held a certain point of comfortability. At least they weren't at all a silent suffering shell. In the other room, the kids were everywhere. Some doing risky thing, like trying to do creative tricks off a ladder, and others talking to their little group. A group of friends laid on the upper bunkers and a few kids were under one of the beds and figured that they started gossiping of heated arguments. Right in the middle of the room was a relatively small number of kids, playing a game of Duck Duck Goose maybe. They hit each other's heads as hard as they could and each reaction they got had rendered poor Jack into a wheezing gasping mess. The girl next to him was looking like she's having the time of her life, and maybe she is. Smiling beauty that could have won this year's beauty contest, was Jane -without-a-last-name. (And although she did have a last name, she prefers not to use it.) And Jane, all bright eyed and such and angel, holy and sweet and you could easily compare it to a toddler who got a bite of his first candy, was having the time of her life. _____ Alternatively, from the author. I guess you could call it a contest submission that and I am always driven by spite and also money. A friend sent this to me and somehow that turned on a sense that I should join this. WSA 2022 submission (If I recited that correctly since I'm on mobile and all) Fantasy and number 4. A female lead who's a vampire dumped at a orphanage or something. Realizes she's a vampire, goes be mature. Decided to write some backbone, a past to look back into for the future chapters. If I get more than a 100K words that would be a relief, if I get an award I think I'll just use that for my first Iphone and use that to play Genshin for the first time. ( I'll touch grass I promise. Why are most of you pay to win in that game anyway lmao) After this is done I might rewrite most things, all I'm doing now is writing every single thing that comes into mind. Though that's not assured yet. My laziness has it's ways with me. No discord, I can't manage it. No way to support me with money, I can't manage that too. Vote stuff, put whatever little thing you want in your comments, and I'll respond with memes and maybe an actual good reply. If you recognize me outside of social media, for one, this is hell, and two, I can't help but use punctuation every damn time.
RRRitz · 3.9K Views
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