Guys... I'm sorry... I tend to use that phrase too much these days... but I truly am. Check my heart and you will find it's true... I'm just so busy thinking money thoughts...the graduate I just became.

Ehen, something happened this morning. I googled my thread to update because... well, I didn't bookmark and knew it must have gotten down the pecking order... that's by the way...

Lo and behold, I saw a site that had my story as one of their News headline. isn't that akin to plagiarism or theft of intellectual property? And I have plans to publish oo... what to do?

Nimat158, I see you..


#MadeofMore!

siralabai:
Good morning OP, George should find an extremely emphatic way of putting Dathan in his place, I detest that guy from the first time he was described in this story.

N.B. Kindly correct the aspect where you wrote Satan instead of Dathan, Although they sound alike.

Like Oliver Twist, I'm gonna ask for more!!!

Oh thanks. I will correct it immediately... and I thought I corrected it oo...

nkemdave:

Wishing u a great morning too

Thanks. Keep reading...

pabon:
On getting there he saw what looked like an enraged Dathan. He had the lady hanging in the air as he channeled the current towards her from the scepter he held. She was visibly strained, drained of all her strength. She was going to pass out any moment and the guy, her sidekick ust stood there unable to do anything. Dathan was grinning diabolically. George immediately blasted his staff from his hand.

“Reflexonta! “

The scepter left his hand and spiraled fast into George’s ready hand which gripped it firmly as it entered his hand. Dathan meanwhile was flung backwards, the force obviously too strong and too sudden for him to take. Nora too fell to the floor in a heap and the ‘wobbly legged’ dude rushed to her to check if she was okay.

“How dare you? Do you know the implication of what you’ve just done?”
A chuckle escaped his throat. He brandished the wood twisting it in his hand and looking it round much time Dathan’s displeasure.

“If I were you very I would mind my speech now. I’m the one wielding the scepter now. Although I have no need of this to smack your ass.”
He kept mum but his eyes burned with anger. George knew that if he had his way, he wouldn’t waste time blasting him out to nothingness. This one clearly wasn’t used to playing subordinate.

“By the way, where did you get this? It’s quite a piece of art you know. Not one for toddlers to be messing with… “

Dathan shot George an angry look. It was Nora who responded.

“He stole it from the tomb of the Lord Thorank himself . The thief that he is. It’s the tomb that has never been desecrated and he just did it with impunity. “ She turned to him. “Evil awaits you I tell you! “

Dathan gave her the tongue treatment. He had got up now and was eying the scepter with keen attention. George knew this and his grip on the piece of wood tightened. He knew though that the dude had no magical powers and so his only hope of getting the scepter back was snatching it from his hand.

“Here’s what you will do…. You will lead me to the tomb of Thorank where I will return this scepter back to its rightful position and seal the tomb so no one tries what you did again”

“And why would I do that?”
George held out the rod close to him. “You’ve got a better option? “ He wasn’t really as bold as his speech made him seem. He shifted fretfully as the rod came close to him. He gave George a ‘deal-with-you-soon” look as he led the way down the bush track. The lady, Nora and the guy didn’t move.

“Ain’t you guys coming? “ The lady shook her head and the guy affirmed. We have better things to do than continue to share the same air with that miscreant. Dathan snarled and George shot him a warning look.
“You know what? I change my decision…I know this guy is up to no good. I bet he is already cooking up a plan to outdo you. I should go with you. I understand him better than he likes to admit… that is why he despises me so much. Isn’t that right, Harris? “

“Oh yeah! “ He said smiling. Turned out a beautiful name was given to a guy who was so not beautiful in strength and courage. He took over pushing Dathan down the way. He sure was going to enjoy the journey. He was followed by George and flanked by Nora, the supposed boss lady. She preferred to stay behind and not be led, the boss lady she was. George smirked as he went ahead of her. He could sense her gaze burning into the back of his head. He wondered if Satan was the only threat here.

“Just to clarify…. Are you the same guy that followed us into that pool? “ Nora asked.

The story is truly made of more.
Bring it on!

pabon:
Good morning guys.

Cc: Nkem.dave Rock.hillz Mhiz. Sir.alabai Faruq.37 Afz.9095 Mr.lemuel Emma.nuel1997 Eko.roprince.




#Made of more!

Morning Sir, As For The Blog Paglarizing Ur Story, Kindly Note Where They Updated Last, And Then Maybe U Shld Cut Them Off From Here By Removing A Couple Of The Nxt Update From Here Which They R To Post On Theirs, Thereby Derailing Them Away From The Story, Afterall They Cant Knw What It Is.

Mrlemuel:

Morning Sir, As For The Blog Paglarizing Ur Story, Kindly Note Where They Updated Last, And Then Maybe U Shld Cut Them Off From Here By Removing A Couple Of The Nxt Update From Here Which They R To Post On Theirs, Thereby Derailing Them Away From The Story, Afterall They Cant Knw What It Is.

Yeah. Though I think it's one of those copy and paste bloggers whose source is Nairaland...Some weeks ago this thread made front page. My guess is that's when he/she copied it because it actually links back to Nairaland.

pabon:


Yeah. Though I think it's one of those copy and paste bloggers whose source is Nairaland...Some weeks ago this thread made front page. My guess is that's when he/she copied it because it actually links back to Nairaland.

Better Still, I Think Maybe U Shld Change The Story Title, Thereby Confusing Them.

Wow so a story like this exists on Nairaland.Mr Pabon u are a very talented writer...infact you're #MADE OF MORE.

validstar1:
Wow so a story like this exists on Nairaland.Mr Pabon u are a very talented writer...infact you're #MADE OF MORE.

Thanks mate. Another update cooking...watch out.



#Made Of More!

Oh my God... This story may rival merlin.

You are good... You are really good that I am forced to ask if all this is a product of your own imagination or you got it somewhere else..?

Captivating and mind-blowing.

Hey OP, don't let the lack of comments discourage you from updating, some of us are actually enjoying the story but prefer to stay behind the scenes; that doesn't mean we don't appreciate your job. Keep it up.

Wow! Pabon U Ar Reali A Bunch Of Talent, U Reali Did Mesmerize Me And I Must Confess Ur Story Is A Bomb. Keep It Coming

George thought for a while before giving her the answer. He didn’t know how she was going to believe him if he told her he was that same person.

“Well, you wouldn’t understand if I tried to explain it but I am that guy and yet, not that guy! “

The puzzled look on her face was a clear indication that she hadn’t bought his gibberish.
“What I mean is that. I was cloaked with a spell to prevent people from knowing my true identity. I too just realized it much like you. This identity has never been mine. I was before now a ten year old with the frame of a malnourished child but now I’m the exact image of a guy in his teens, probably seventeen years old.”
He blinked as he finished. That hadn’t come from him. Alexius was showing himself helpful in yet another way. The look of horror had disappeared from the girls face but there were faint traces of confusion that lingered as he turned to face her before ducking under the extended branch of a gigantic tree that stood on the way.

Ahead of them, someone was obviously enjoying himself as Harris had now gotten himself a short stick which he used in poking Dathan repeatedly. Dathan winched in pain but kept going. George had the strangest intuition that Dathan was going to find a way to get Harris and if he was lucky use him as hostage to get what he wanted. That guy was so naïve and callow too. George found his concentration drawn within and he found himself in the same path. They were about to cross a narrow bridge when Dathan kicked Harris from behind and with a surprising alacrity flipped himself rolling his back backward and came to hold Harris imprisoning him locking hiss arm round his neck.

“The scepter now or I snap his throat! “ He said with a shout. George looked at Nora who herself wasn’t sure about the next course of action. George hesitated and Dathan tightened the grip on Harris' throat. He was already choking.
“You waste any more time and I will end his pitiful life here and now. And you still would need me to return the scepter. It’s a win-win for me. “ He grinned at what seemed to him like genius idea. He prided in being a very fast thinker and a smart one too.

“Okay, but promise you won’t hurt him after I give it to you. “

“What would I gain hurting this low life? I’d gain thousand times more pleasure hurting that one! “ he said pointing to Nora. Now, give it! “

George threw it at him. He released Harris as he made to catch it.
“Cognito! “

The scepter having almost landed on his hand did a U-turn and came back to meet George. Angrily, Dathan made to seize Harris again but Nora having caught George’s eye signal had rushed for Harris the moment she had seen the scepter working its way towards Dathan and she was fast footed.
His eyes burned crimson as he cast a wicket gaze at George. George felt a hot sensation and rubbed his eyes.

“Any problems? “ It was Nora’s voice. He opened his eyes to see Harris still poking at Dathan and grinning wickedly.
“No, why? “
“I noticed you slowed down a bit. Sure you ain’t tired? We could take a rest you know. “
“No, thanks, “ George said as he watched the scene ahead of him. They were about to get onto the bridge. The exact spot where Dathan was going to attack Harris.

“Hey, Harris! Slow down, will you? “
He stopped in his tracks and looked back. George hurried up to him.

“I’ll take over from here. You go be with Nora. “ Without any word, Harris walked back towards Nora.
“You won’t get the opportunity to attack him or use him as bait. “ This he said talking to Dathan as he pushed him ahead. He caught the look of heightened amazement and confusion on his face.
Back with Nora, Harris asked.

“Your don’t think he dislikes me, do you? “ he asked Nora.
“No, I don’t .Why do you ask? “

He just cut short my excitement. That was like the best moment of my life yet and he just made it short lived. “

“On the contrary, I think it’s me he dislikes. I think I must have pissed him off or something. “

They both became quiet each locked up in their own thoughts wondering where they had gotten on the wrong side of their new hero, their new leader. They came close to a cave that had a low entrance ,a crevice and they had to bend to enter in. Dathan beckoned on George to go in first but he was pushed forward by George using the scepter. A red spark had become visible and before he could drag Dathan backward, he was whisked away into the cave, he screaming with horror.

Finally the boss is back am enjoying this story like mad

nastynic:
Finally the boss is back am enjoying this story like mad

Really? Thanks for the motivation.

honourable356:
Oh my God... This story may rival merlin.
You are good... You are really good that I am forced to ask if all this is a product of your own imagination or you got it somewhere else..?
Captivating and mind-blowing.

Smiles.

This is purely a work of my imagination. Its as original as original can be.... or have you seen it somewhere else?




Guys ehnn.... if just writing could bring money I would have probably be done with this story by now. My mind is too occupied these days with how to make money (this is me trying to be open to you ). I write when I'm inspired now...hopefully I can finish this story soon.

Cheers to y'all for staying with me throughout this period... it's been like 4years now! Damn! How time flies...

#Made of More!

Truth be told, am not enjoying it oo
...... Don't even know where i left off

rockhillz:
Truth be told, am not enjoying it oo
...... Don't even know where i left off

Rockhillz my man... You could as well start all over again..

“My God! What just happened? “
It was Harris who spoke up first. He was visibly shaken. Nora got to where he was and they both tried looking into the cracks to see if they could get any trace of him.
“Step aside”
They quickly heeded his voice as he pushed his hand forward and spelled.
“Spactio!”
His splitting spell didn’t work. He tried other spells.
“Sangor!”

Still nothing. He tried couple of other spells he could recall but they all proved futile.
“We have to save him. We have to…. Something terrible might happen to him. “
“I think this is meant to be his punishment for desecrating the tomb of Thorank. Words have it that there are spirits at large guarding this place… that’s was the more reason we were surprised when we got to hear that he single handedly worked out how to get in and steal the scepter. Only a true heir of Thorank can do that. “

George remembered how Alexius had brought news that he was heir to the throne of Thorank. If the heir of Thorank can get into his tomb, now was the time to find out if he truly was the heir.

“By what means would the son, the heir of Thorank be identified? “

“Well, many signs exist but I think one of the most profound is that the language of the EARLY would come easy to him.”
“Hmmm…. .”
He didn’t possess that ability and so he ruled off every possibility of he being the heir. Alexius had lied to him. He wished Alexius would start talking immediately but for some reason he was quiet and wouldn’t talk so much for being a guardian.
He placed his hand on the wall of the cave and tried to see if he could push open the cracks. Though the cracks had enough space for his hand to go in and pull apart, he found widening the crack really difficult. He soon found himself panting heavily and breathing out his frustration as he tried to catch his breath having exerted so much energy. It was at this point that he saw the markings on the cave.
“Come see! “ he beckoned on them. Nora was the first to get there. She looked down at the writings and felt them. It was a mixture of some drawings and letter.
“It’s Zercian! The language of the EARLYS. I don’t think anyone has ever been able to decipher what they mean. It’s the same with other tombs. I believe it may be the pass to gain entrance. “
“This one was hidden behind the thick layer of dust that must have accumulated over the years. Makes me wonder how Dathan got in because I only just saw them when I breathed on them removing the dust. If he hadn’t read the writings.”
“Dathan is naughty but full of tricks. The guy has a working brain but it only comes up with mischief. “

George looked intently at the writings tracing the beginning till the end. Nothing just made any sense, the snake tail and scorpion head, the cock with human feet, the goat with antlers of a deer. “

“Ascrambledum! “
Nothing.
“Codify!”
Nothing
“Accio! “
Nothing.
“I’m sorry but there’s nothing we can do. He’s gone! “ It was Harris who spoke. His voice was low pitched and full of emotions. It was surprising to get that from him seeing Dathan had often made him the object of much ridicule.
“Dathan was a menace quite alright but there were times when he was nice. He was once the closest thing we had to a best friend. ..that was before he discovered his lineage and blood relationship with the thoranks.”
“Yeah. There were times when I wished him very well. He once saved me from the hands of the Bacters, those crazy emotion seekers. Dathan isn’t all bad! “ Nora also had a soft spot for him. This was quite a revelation and then he seemed to have been aware about the whereabouts of his friends, Cordelia and her dad, Mr. Logan. He sunk down and fed his ears with stories that they both recounted about Dathan and he wondered if it was the very same Dathan he had come to know.
There was so much emotion flowing and he too was beginning to feel for Dathan. He closed his eyes and allowed the wind to take his mind away. It did work and brought images of a smiling Cordelia’s face as she listened to her dad tell stories about the Golden old days. He saw Mr. Logan looking so cheerful as he recounted with precision the events of the reign of the Tigerins . The images lingered for a while before they became distorted and replaced with images of men riding on the backs of cocks. The armies of Scorpion prince being flanked by the snake army and the timely appearance of the oracle of peace and war, the antler headed goat. All these memories flashes before him but they were memories he couldn’t pride himself as owning. They were being channeled towards him. He sprang up suddenly and walked towards the cave, he rang his hand along the writing and as he did, he felt the strongest of urges to whistle…. His lips concocted to the whistling shape and he found himself whistling a soft melancholic tune. He knew the meaning but couldn’t quite explain it. Nora and Harris had gotten up and were looking at him with astonishment. His eyes had whitened and the pupils were all but gone. It was like he was a visible ghost. They also noticed that the cave had started opening and the red light had started becoming more visible.
They both held hands, Nora and Harris more out of uncertainty than of fear. Then George stopped and his eyes returned to normal.
“Let’s get in.” He beckoned on them cutting off Nora who already had series of questions to ask.

this guy you are killing me ............................................menh................................................................this is just dope

nastynic:
this guy you are killing me ............................................menh................................................................this is just dope

Thanks. Your comment is really encouraging.

pabon please release some dose of Zercian language o and more updates please. Patiently following our! More! More!! More!!!

Nice one, pabon

Pls continue i don put my ice cream and pop corn down cuz of this....[color=#770077][/color]

You guys rock

Please I may not be able to update for some days because some money stuff came up.

I'll update when I can

Doing everything possible to have a rosy Xmas.

May your day be bright and beautiful.

MODIFIED : #MadeofMore!

This is truly made of #more

nkemdave:
This is truly made of #more

Glad you like it.
Made of more

Chapter 16

The air smelt of ash and decay. George found occasional wriggling of his nose the best remedy. He led them through a corridor as they searched for Dathan. Lying on the floor were pebbles differing in size and colour. This made walking quietly an arduous task and they risked being caught. He wondered if the so-called guards hadn’t already noticed their presence. He imagined them watching from a corner like a cat feeding on the futile attempt of the mice’s effort to evade his irresistible capture.
A cold wind was brewing and George found himself crossing his arms over his chest to protect what little warmth he had left. Again Nora was at the flank refusing any other position and George was left wondering if she felt safe now or was probably just trying very hard to conceal her fears, which she was doing well at if that was the truth. He was beginning to feel some himself. Whatever took Dathan certainly wasn’t trying to play a game of hide and seek.
The lines of pebbles were getting scanty and they knew that the path was coming to an end. It was at this point that George felt a hand tug him. He rattled to a halt only to discover it was Harris.
“I’m scared!” The look on his face was pure fright and George wondered if he had done well bringing him along. He could have been outside waiting for them so he could ring an alarm should they not return or in the worse case scenario, tell of their demise, how that they towed the path of bravery in embarking on an herculean task in trying to rescue one who wasn’t even a friend, at least not at the moment. But truth be told, Harry didn’t stand a better chance outside much less inside for who was certain that the forces that took Dathan weren’t still outside. At the moment they were nothing but pons in the hand of a master strategist.
The path ended in a junction that led to two routes and they had to make a choice which they were going to take.
“Oh, kill me already,” Harris was as fretful as ever. “We could as well go back and come some other time well prepared. Huh? “

He got his answer from the silence that ensued. He hanged down with his hands on his knees.
“Let’s go this way! “ Nora said pointing to their right. It was a tunnel, some degrees darker than the one they were in.
“I say we take this!” George said pointing to the other way. There was light probably coming from the cracks on the cave.
“No, don’t be deceived by the safer look experience has told me that will only lead to more danger. “ said Nora with an air of maturity.
“I disagree, there probably won’t be any luck there, I think that place hasn’t even been treaded at all. “
“The more reason why you should consider it. “
“The better reason we shouldn’t “
“Can’t you be reasonable!” This time her voice had taken a raise throwing caution away and George couldn’t resist retorting
“it’s you being unreasonable here. The obvious route to take is this but you’re too blind to see it. “
“What are you driving at? Nora said squaring up to him with an angry look on her face. George had the urge to reply her but he kept quiet breaking loose from her burning gaze.
“Let’s ask…. .”
They both turned to see that Harris was gone.

Had to write that hastily. I will read through later and make corrections. In the meantime enjoy reading.

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pabon:
Had to write that hastily. I will read through later and make corrections. In the meantime enjoy reading.

Does anyone know any profitable business or way to make money with bitcoin. Hit me up.







#MadeofMore!

av u heard of JAMA...cool way to make money online

At this stage, I can hear the sound of my heart beat.

More wisdom to u brain

Papiloo1:
av u heard of JAMA...cool way to make money online

What's JAMA?

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