Once upon a time 41

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PART 41
" ONCE UPON A TIME "
©️Opeyemi Akintunde 

Rogers watched as one of Kamal's men moved closer to Kamal. They spoke in low tones. Afterwards,  he took the Pastor out of the cage dragging him violently towards the dark...

" Ple...as.. eeee" Rogers pleaded...

" God, I know I have not been the best human being. If by chance, you can hear me and forgive me for all the wrongs I have done, please do... I have always been trying to appease you for all the wrongs I have done with good deeds and it's exactly the good deed that brought me to this point. I was trying to help the girl and look at where I have found myself. I have walked back into my Nemesis. If I am to die for my sins, please save the Pastor,  I pray!" Rogers said within.

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" So you turned him into a good man and made him escape his punishment? Did he tell you what he did to me?" Kamal asked angrily as he paced around Pastor Greg. He thought Pastor Greg was responsible for the good character Rogers displayed. 

Pastor Greg said nothing as he wasn't sure of what was happening...

" I am sure he did, and you told him Old things have passed away and all things have become new?" 

Pastor Greg was surprised that the horrible man was speaking scriptures...

" What happened?" Pastor Greg was surprised his tongue had been loosened...

" We were both in the brotherhood, I taught him the ways.  He betrayed me in his quest for power. He gave me up to be killed, but I am sure my mother's prayers kept me from his evil. I couldn't return home, I couldn't live like a human anymore. I needed to sacrifice my existence for my mother and sisters' existence. If the brotherhood find out I am still alive, they will kill my entire family... I had to roam this forest for 35 days living on leaves and dirty water, until I came across this people. I was about to be killed when the daughter of the leader begged for my life. Call it love at first sight or my mother's prayer of protection, she asked to marry me. I had no choice and when her father died,  I became the new leader..." Kamal explained with pain and bitterness written all over his face

" If you kill him now, you are not any different from him."  Pastor Greg said. He was still wondering how he was able to  speak fluently. He immediately suspected God was at work.

" No! We are not alike and can never be alike" He roared " I am different from him, he wanted to kill a brother, I want to kill an enemy." 

" But, you are also a murderer, you kill and eat people here from what I gathered since we got here." Pastor Greg said

" Not by choice, I was initiated into this life by this people. It was either living like them or dying"

" He was also initiated into the brotherhood and You said you taught him the ways. Betrayal is part of the package of the devil's ways "

" Are you saying I should forgive him for all he has done to me and for wasting my years . You want me to forgive a man who made me a beast?" Kamal asked madly 

" What would your mother want you to do?" Pastor Greg asked

Silence filled the room...

Kamal knew the answer.  His mother would want him to forgive him, but he was not his Mother. He was Kamal, the beast...

" I will let you go, because you are a Pastor, but I will give you a note for my mother."

" Why can't you leave here?" 

" The brotherhood will kill my family!"

" No, if you surrender your life to Christ, God will build an hedge around you."

" The people here would rather kill me than let me escape.  I have a wife and three daughters here already." Kamal was broken at this point. He really wished he could go to the outside world. He missed the busy roads of the city.  He missed the loud and noisy city. He missed the restaurants... He missed civilisation.

"I wish I could see my mother and sisters" Kamal's eyes dropped a few tears... "But my life is beyond Redemption,  I am no more human, I am a beast..."

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Redemption returned back to her room.... 

She sat on the floor with her back kissing the wall, she hugged her leg closely. She expected to be happy, but she wasn't.  

Rachel's death ought to bring her joy and freedom. Revenge wasn't tasting as sweet as she expected, instead her heart had sunk deeper into the deepest realm of unhappiness and emptiness...

" She's gone!" Redemption said to herself 

" Yes! How does that make you feel?Good?" Her conscience asked her

" No! I don't know what I am feeling. All I know is I am not  happy as I thought I would be!"

" Maybe you shouldn't have killed her!" 

" Yes! I should have moved on with my life. Nemesis would have found a way of catching up with her..." Redemption said to herself

" Yeah! But you chased her for years, your life was on standstill, you didn't pursue your education,  nothing... You just hid in your house, monitoring her every move till you finally killed her... " her conscience pointed out

" I trusted her..." Redemption defended

" And she betrayed you!" Her conscience supplied the next obvious statement 

" I no longer have my Beauty!" Redemption still defending herself..

" Then create a new definition of beauty" Her conscience replied

" How?" Redemption asked 

" Someone created you right?" Her conscience asked

" God!" Redemption replied

" Yes, He is your manufacturer. Since one of your parts has been damaged, why don't you go back to Him, ask Him what can be done to fix you."

" Can He even hear me again after what I just did!"

" Try...there is no harm in trying..."

Redemption gave it a thought, and took a deep breath, exhaled, and blew out some air....

As she opened her mouth to speak, the Queen mother appeared in her room...

" I am sure you won't dare!" 

To be continued...

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