Escape from 'Okimmiri'.
It started as a wish, then grew to a desire, transitioned to a dream, and finally actions were taken with opportunities aligned, blooming a very-so-beauitiful future. Ikemgba, now called Joseph built silent dreams on becoming a 'white-coat man', as his friend, Maduba termed Medical practitioners. And being the first born and son, an ancestral line that told that he was one of the last descendants of Okimmiri, knew that such a dream is impossible. Also considering, they were embedded with the healing power of bending blood to their will. With his father on death's bed, the boy subconsciously wished him gone. When the old man finally took his breath, kicking the bucket, the boy took to his heels leaving on a promise of periodic letter visit from him to his siblings. A missionary scholarship program in display, he took the grand opportunity and was discipled under Rev'd Felix Eddington. But as time ticked and ocean tide rose, home called, echoing at every corner of the earth. He could escape Ezenuka Village Community, but not the blood that runs in his veins. Left no choice, he answered, fulfilling a prophecy that stood after the beginning of time. A price was to be paid, blood was to be shed, how would Ikemgba keep his dreams afloat when the gods were calling?
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