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    THE PURGE
    THE PURGE
    THE PURGE
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    THE PURGE

    By Olumide Anisulowo

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    Beyond the Hadryan alp, as far as the Middle East, a kingdom is re-born, a kingdom once famous for beauty, honour and glory. Stripped of its primordial form, by a devious pact wrought in the heart of Hades itself, old Argon dies, and all that is left of her is an imprint of grave darkness, bearing the foul breath of hell. The early hours of her reincarnation witness the rise of devils from the earth’s foetus by whose fist vampires and lycanthropes rule fiercely while the sons of the great giants of old, the seeds of Anak and Zamzummim, roam the land wastefully. Denatured by the stench of hell and the curse of heaven, Argon becomes the monster that terrifies every kingdom, far and near.

    Confronted by this force, which threatens to possess every kingdom around her, Lord Quadrack, the Third, orders the finest of his soldiers, or knights, as they were called, to rid the land of the evil thereof and also restore it back to order. So, for the first time, the Hadryan soldiers, led by Higlac, the Valorous, will face a force they know nothing about, especially in a land that has become accursed.

    Riding valiantly out of the Hadryan alp, Higlac and his soldiers soon meet their worst nightmare, battling a legion of monsters, clothed in the phantom of a traipsing gale. They only hit the passing wind not knowing what they hit. Unfortunately in their vanity, they are taken down one after the other till none is left to tell the story.
    After such an appalling debacle, a new army of knight is commissioned for the purge of Argon.
    From this point, the real adventure begins, replete with gory scenes, powerful actions, romantic tease, clanging swords, battle formations, stratagems, shrills and battle cry.

    Here is the best moment of ‘cinematographic’ writing you would not want to miss.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateJul 29, 2020
    ISBN9781716696954
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      THE PURGE - Olumide Anisulowo

      Anisulowo Olumide

      THE PURGE by Anish O Cornel

      Copyright © 2020 by Anisulowo Olumide

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the publisher. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

      Anisulowo Olumide asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      First edition

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      Contents

      FIRST MOTION PAGE

      SECOND MOTION PAGE

      THIRD MOTION PAGE

      FOURTH MOTION PAGE

      THE BAOBHAN SITH

      THE ECLIPSE OF THE SITH

      THE ROAD TO AETHERUS

      KRACKEN’S COVE

      MAGNUS HILDERFINCH

      FIRST MOTION PAGE

      For over a decade, Argon suffered a deadly scourge from the brutish Camnivores, a clan of blood suckers and flesh eaters who foraged the night with the scythe of death, hung above their blood-shot eyes with hideous fangs and venomous stingers dangling below their corrosive hides. Creeping maliciously within the luminous shadows of the moonlight and beneath the incarnadine root of the dreadful deep, they ravaged the land in cold blood, and with such a great craft of devilry, as never seen before, they made living their dead, zombies, ghouls, golems, and hybrids like them, a parlous mixture of vampires and anthropophagi in one damnable soul. Thus, the land was accursed. Terrified by this foray of evil, Lord Quadrack the third, ordered his finest soldiers into Argon to purge the evil thereof lest it spread to his own kingdom.

      Argon stretched beyond the nine realms and was so named after the Order of the Blood Moon. It became natures curse where the sun would loath to point its fiery torch. Not even the stars would ever consider pointing their glitters to its denatured terrain as the land had become heavens scorn.

      Prepared verily for the purge, Higlac the Valorous led his finest soldiers out of the Hadryan alp and matched East. They had expected to vex their swords and shields against creatures whom they bethought men as of their own kinds. But what came thereafter was far worse than the mystery of their weaponry. Choked by the stench of horror, which whiffed through the cosmic phantasm of deaths bilious hate, the soldiers drowned in mortal disaster

      From within the heart of the jungle came a sudden ambuscade. The soldiers were suddenly attacked! Not by creatures of a ubiquitous form as with humans, but by some sought of being fast as the comet and very furtive in their dark promenade. They came suddenly from the wind, from the earths gastro-cell, and with their claws, ripping into the hearts of the knights. The drums of their hearts were smashed and squeezed: a tagliatelle of intestines drooled out— water and blood slushing all over the fissures of the brownish earth. With their slim sharp pieces of tusk-like venomous fangs, they pierced through their necks. And with their claws locked upon the soldiers ribs, they drew out blood for their wassail. Higlac was mad! He waved the edge of his sword here and there hoping to strike any of the creatures, but his effort was futile and short lived. He became exhausted. His muscles flaccidly dropped, heaving a heavy sigh unto vanity. A deluge of sweat gathered all around his thick white skin. He was deeply lost in the misty formlessness of the void and nocturne blackness, out of which many balls of red eyes peeped. Within a twinkle of an eye, they pounced on him like bats, tore his hands apart, sucked him deep, and ripped his head off. In a few seconds, they had shared his parts, each for everyone. Eventually, the purge had suffered a sulfurous debacle.

      Few years after, I was knighted. A new sect had evolved, called the Horient Magi. Quadruff had become king. He was the third after Quadragon, who succeeded Quadrack. In his reign, the scroll of Psalmeticcus was found. It was a very powerful scroll- a tome- which contained several enchantments, prayers, supplications and curses. Every night, we would gathered at the temple to learn all the scriptures, which the magi gave unto us. They were meant to prepare us for the next purge.

      In one of my personal studies at the temple, I read about the adventures of

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