Chapter 6

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The leaders of the Shelter

The mayor of the shelter stood gazing down towards the wall within the safety of the capital Ọlọrun-ṣogo; the Lagos shelter was established by his ancestor, who was named Raji Abacha. That was more than 200 years ago, back then, the monsters were weaker, smaller and easier to hunt. Raji Abacha was an ambitious man right from the very beginning; in the old world before the collision, his ancestors were nomads who practised the religion of Islam and owned 90 cows. The only reason why he decided to make the journey to Crystallia was because all of his cows were stolen by a local lord who claimed that they were his and even tried to have him executed, weeks after his arrival to the new mecca (The planet Crystallia) the third daughter of the lord followed and later became his wife. At about 5 years after the earth left, the view of the planet and the gravitational slip-stream vanished forever, and the Ẹbọras began to swarm. Raji was one of the few who had the initiative to build a wall around his property, and as the threat grew worse he fortified his walls and developed new weapons. Over the years, the descendants of Rahji Abacha carried on with their father’s legacy, expanding and empowering the walls, and with the discovery of crystal energy and iron forging, they made the Lagos shelter more prosperous.
The mayor chuckled as he sipped down more of his Palm-alu drink, a traditional drink that was once called Palm-wine but exposure to the air and crystal energy of this alien planet had altered the chemistry of the palm tree used to produce the drink. The palace he was staying in was built upon the highest hill in the Lagos shelter, and it was from the highest tower that he had placed his office. This gave him the advantage of overseeing the entire shelter; he had a vague idea of what happened during the Reptile-king invasion. He observed as the three most powerful S-rank Ẹṣọs charged the beast and made short work of it even though the wall guards had already weakened the Ẹbọra. He had purposely delayed the response of the S-ranks with the intent of having the predator flies shave off some of the useless rodents of the shelter. He was wrong, those pests organised themselves like desperate bulls at the brink of death and conquered with unbelievable luck as though favoured by the gods.
“I had hoped that the invasion would at least rid us of some of those peasants.” He voiced irritably, “To imagine they would survive the attack, and even more regrettably, they had all reached their Evo-cap”
“Those cursed peasants,” He thought with a sign of disgust, there was a sudden knock on the door of his office. “Come in” He commanded.
In walks his daughter, who also doubled as his secretary; unlike her plus-sized father, she was quite slim and beautiful with a little tummy. “The Reptile-king has been vanquished” She began, “Number of casualties amongst the guards of the wall 8 and number of casualties amongst the ground team 3 recruits”
“Only three!” Sani Abacha voiced in disappointment, “Those cursed rats, they can’t even die properly. We cannot feed the shelter properly with those rodents multiplying like bugs.” He grouched.
“The meat from the Reptile-king will feed the shelter for the next few months so…” She was cut short by her enraged father.
“Shut up, stupid girl, those rodents are nothing but slaves, pests to be disposed of  at our choosing; I should have them all…” But then he was silent,  “Make sure that the meat of the Reptile-king is taken to Ọlọrun-ṣogo. Every last bit of it, the people of Surulere don’t deserve that meat”
“But father, you increased the taxes of Surulere last week they might revolt”
“Let them revolt; that will give us an excuse to execute them,” The mayor responded.
“As you wish Father,” Rukayat replied,
“And one more thing,” Abacha Scowled, “Find out why they survived and tell me, there might be a rear talent amongst that rabble”
“His name is Adewale Alaramide, Skill: Booster, Evo-cap 1” She responded mechanically, “In my opinion, he’s trash. But I think he has some leadership potential”
“Summon him here,” then he paused for a few seconds, “Organise an award ceremony, who killed the fly queen?”
“The commander” She replied, “He reported that he killed it single-handed”
“That coward!” Sani Abacha mocked, “I’m surprised he even fought at all, I always…” Then he was silent again in deep thought. “That will be all, thank you”
“Yes sir,” She responded and walked out of the office allowing her father to continue brooding.
Sani Abacha slowly walked towards his Table and picked up the small paper, it was the paper that Rukayat had left behind containing the information of Adewale Alaramide, his picture and the names of all the members of his family.
“So, you are the one who ruined my plans.” Then he squeezed the paper, “I will turn you into my dog; it's time for you to know your place, filthy rodent!”

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