“Seems like the commotion is over! She pushed the demon out of the enchanted forest!” Wezhira walks over to Mukura.“Really? That is great news!” her gloomy nature relieves off her.“Yes, and that leaves you!”“What does that mean?”“In a short period of time, you have done well and have improved yourself. Exceptional for a human being! But now comes the real test.”“And what is this test?”“You will journey to a land hidden behind the waterfalls. Recently in that land there has been attacks by snake like creatures and I need you to go take a look!” he instructs her.“Is this the right time to bring up the fact that I am terrified of snakes? And also, I have no idea where that is!”“Let me create a map for you!” He walks towards the nearest tree.Gently he places his hand and gently slides it down the trunk, and a white sheet forms and false to the ground. He walks towards her looking at it. Hands it over to her.“Here is y

It is a gloomy place, saturnine, an inferno of fear. The eerie feeling is everywhere on every corner. A forest where the sunlight does not shine, but is lit by fire torches and a magic moon created by the witch, Garamba. The most powerful and evil dark magic user in the Dark Forest where they worship and follow the footsteps of Gwanhoya. After being defeated by the witches of the white forest, with the assistance of the late chief and the father of Mukura. The dark witches were driven back into their forest after attempting to resurrect Gwanhoya. With her last efforts, Garamba marks the body of Tofireyi, attaching Gwanhoya’s demonic spirit on him, later on leading to his death. Dhoramu, the place where all the pure are made impure, all the light is turned to darkness, where all hope is turned to despair and all dreams are turned to nightmares.  And their leader wears a pitch-black robe, with nets. Her eyes pitch black, light skinne

“I could have taken mom’s car but I do not have a driving license and hell no, Mukura, she would not have even considered giving it to me!” she says dragging herself close to the Mutirikwi river bank.She falls on the river sand and breathes heavily for a while looking high up in the sky. “It is about to get dark, better fill my bottle and keep moving!”She remains on the ground with her hands spread out wide breathing heavily still. Stretches her head looking at the water in the river and it seems so far yet so close and she contorts her face like a baby. She is exhausted from walking. And using her magic abilities to enhance herself and travel faster. “Please, God, lend me strength to take even a little sip of it!”She faints at the spot.Hours later at night wakes up and finds herself in sleeping and eyes lingering around her. She startles with haste rise from the ground. “It is alright, there is no need for you to fear

For hours Mukura has been searching for corrupted people in the village but all of them seem to be clean. “It cannot be only Munashe corrupted!” she looks up in the sky, “Please, Wezhira help me!” she falls down to the ground, “I cannot let these people suffer but I do not know where I am supposed to start and what I am supposed to do!” “The fact that you want to help these people means you know what you are supposed to do and where to start well, why don’t you start with unleashing that power you are hiding!” the voice of Wezhira speaks directly into her ear and she feels her a hand touching her arm, “Do not fear rejection!”She gets up to look and sees no one, “Weird! But I guess you are right! I do not have to hide who I am if I am to succeed.” She sits down folding her legs, grab her thighs, “Let me do a clean sweep first!” she says to herself inhaling closing her eyes. S

Disappearing from Garamba’s presence, Gurudza materialises in a small village where people are in awe over a recent event whereby a strange boy appeared and saved a little girl from death and returning the curse of death to her parents who intended to use her as a sacrifice and asking information about the place hard with the people focused on the events. The story tingles his ears and mind with curiosity and begins his hunt for the two. On his search he feels the presence of an ominous power concentrated on a single place and he turns to the North where is coming from. “Are you okay, little girl?” he hears a boy’s voice asking but cannot see the person speaking. The dark power he is feeling is getting stronger as he approaches the voice of the boy.“What do you want, demigod?” the boy asks but still he cannot see him, “The power emanating from you is that of a god and you are not a full god but a halfling so, tell me what do you want demigo