*My daily life living with my husbands*
*Chapter one— Soul switch*
*Long ago, Africa was known as Azan. In this mystical land, humans had animal features, strength, and abilities. They worshipped the gods, but with a twist - females were superior, while males were inferior. Imagine a world where women were warriors and breadwinners, while men were househusbands. Polygamy was also practiced, where women could marry multiple husbands.
This is just a folktale, a story passed down through generations.
*Now, let's dive into the story*
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In a dark, foggy wood, an ugly fat woman sprinted for her life, pursued by men clad in black. Their movements were swift and menacing, and the woman's speed was almost supernatural. She wasn't human, and neither were her pursuers, who moved with equal agility.
As she ran, the woman hid behind a rock, panting heavily. She knew she needed to find a human body to possess quickly, or risk being caught by the spirits. If they seized her, she would be doomed, sealed away in the Abyss forever.
Just then, she spotted a young, beautiful maiden dressed in classic Igbo princess attire. The princess stood with her three loyal attendants, bullying a young girl in tattered princess garb. "Chizzy, I won't let you get away with this insult!" the princess, Muna, exclaimed. "I'll tell Mother you framed me, and she'll accept me back at the palace."
Chizzy shot back, "Oh Muna, my dear little sister, you don't understand the situation you're in. I'm Mother's favorite, and do you think mom will believe you after all the actrocities you've committed", the ugly fat woman watched the exchange, her mind racing with possibilities. Could one of these humans be the key to her survival?
You squandered all the money Mom gave you on pointless things, like men. I know in Azan, women are superior, and men are inferior,so women are breadwinners,and men are househusbands. We can marry as many husbands as we want, but seriously, how can you be so selfish–five husbands and no money?
Amarachi, a personal maid, chimed in, "And they're good-looking, not to mention the youngest, who's the same age as you. He's timid, but I like him." Chiamaka, another maid, added, "Once we get rid of you, we'll have all your husbands, especially the new ones." Ugochi, a third maid, smirked.
Muna, the princess, scolded, "You guys have no shame, you husband thieves! If Mother finds out, you'll be banished. It's written in the law: no female shall steal another female's male."
Chizzy retorted, "Look who's talking! You shamelessly slept with two widowers without marrying them. Don't you know the law? Once a male wife dies, he's considered unholy until he marries again and performs cleansing rites."
Ugochi urged, "Let's just end this miserable girl. Why waste time talking to her?" Chizzy agreed, and they advanced towards Muna, who seemed frightened. "Stay away, don't you dare touch me!" Muna cried.
Before she could finish, Chizzy stabbed Muna in the abdomen with a painful knife. "Bye-bye, Sango is mine," Chizzy said, pushing Muna off the cliff.
The ugly fat woman watched in horror and said, "Those females are ruthless." Before she could finish digesting what she saw, she heard voices of spirits who were chasing her ."Where could she be? " one them said.
"We can't lose her ".
The fat woman's eyes gleamed with excitement. "It seems the heavens don't want me to die. I've found the perfect body."
She watched as the girls' spirit was taken away by the death God. As soon as he disappeared, she swiftly possessed the girl's body. Her essence merged with the lifeless form, filling it with new life.
Meanwhile, the evil princess and her maids walked away, satisfied smirks on their faces. They had watched Muna's body sink, unaware of the dark spirit that now inhabited it.
The fat woman's new body stood still, her eyes flashing with malevolent intent. A sinister smile spread across her face, and she took her first step into her new life.
To be continued....
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