A Woman becomes God

The bright sun peeking through the cloud gave a warm hue on land and gradually depleted the bone chilling cold of the previous night.

Despite the bright warm day,the graveyard was misty and cold and could easily pass off as eerie to anyone who came around.

An old woman wobbled through,pulling a string of keys from her jacket to open the heavy iron gates of the graveyard.

She pushed the gates aside leaving it wide open before walking inside.

Parts of songs poured from her mouth as she whistled while sweeping the fallen leaves around the graves.

She abruptly stopped when she noticed a hooded figure sitting by the grave and resting her sideways on it.

Armed with her broom,she carefully walked towards the figure and questioned.

” Hello,who are you? How did you get here? ”

The figure stood up,it turned out to be a woman.

She patted her jeans and pulled down her hood exposing a delicate face with sharp features.

”Hello,Im sorry. I met the back gate opened so I let myself in. ”

She explained.

”Old man Paul always forget to close that gate. ”

The old caretaker muttered.

She looked at the grave behind the woman and asked.

”Are you here to see someone? ”

Before the woman could reply,she gave her a pitiful look.

The womans brows twitched.

”And you look so young,who did you lose? ”

The old woman further questioned in a gossiping tone.

The yong woman shot the caretaker a cold and distasteful glare.

”None of your business. ”

She replied curtly.

She picked her bag, ignoring the surprised expression etched on the womans face and left the graveyard.

The old woman sneered behind her and muttered in a low voice.

”Young people,so rude nowadays.

Just showing a bit if concern and she rudely shot me down. This old woman has daughters older than you. ”

She humped bitterly and turned back to her sweeping.

Fidal walked out of the graveyard with a picture in her hand.

She caressed the face lightly before placing a gentle kiss on it.

Carefully,she put the picture inside a protective cover before keeping it in a compartment in her purse.

The warm sun shined down but she felt cold.

The wicked cold seeping in through her feet and hands.

No matter how much she wore or tried to keep warm,the eerie coldness kept seeping in to her heart.

Everything felt different to her and she felt like she was just drifting.

She was lost because she no longer had an anchor.

She owed a lot.

Somehow, everything she owned wasn hers and she had to pay it back.

”Step by Step,we will get there. ”

She told herself.

*

The high bells chimed,a warning signal,ten minutes to class.

Loitering students begin to make their way to their various classrooms and faculties balancing their books and running ahead of their lecturer into the classroom.

Lilibeth Maxen,a history professor stood by the door her attending class with a big clock timer in hand.

The timer had already started its countdown to ten minutes immediately the bell rang.

”You have five minutes to get to class. ”

She said with an ill meaning smile on her lips as she stood prim and proper with a white shirt,blue jeans and black knitted sweater.

The basic colors suited her brown eyes,tall nose and mature feminine features.

Her curly hair was held on top of her head allowing the naughty ones frame her face.

”Two minutes more. ”

She said.

The students begin to troop in,taking their seats and pulling out their books.

”Twenty seconds more. ”

She said.

Those chewing gum tossed it into the waste bin,those with headphones took them off,phones were turned off and shoved in the space underneath each desk provided for such.

”Ten,nine,eight…. ”

She started counting down.

”Four. ”

She placed the clock timer on the teachers desk.

”Three. ”

Took out her laptop.

”Two. ”

Placed it on the podium and stood by.

”One. ”

The shrill loud alarm rang as well as the chiming of the bell.

”Class starts now. ”

”Good morning everyone. ”

Lilibeth greeted her class of twenty students.

”Good morning professor. ”

The students replied.

”I won wonder which state of mind you
e in right now but I do understand that you all will leave behind your slacking spirits and pay a hundred percent attention to this class.

If any of you is going to be a nuisance,you can also take your leave and Ill be glad to mark you absent in the attendance which is better that me sending you out because that becomes an automatic minus ten points in the final year exams. ”

She said with a radiant smile.

The student looked at each other then back at her,no one made a move to stand up.

Taking that as a cue,she started her class.

”Today well be talking about primordial deities. ”

She said taking in the expression of everyone in the class before she continued.

”The word primordial easily stems from Latin prīmōrdiālis which means of the beginning.

The primordial deities are the first and earliest deities of which their stories or myths originated to man as an embodiment of beliefs regarding them.

Symbolically,they were a number of deities,each unique and wielding their own characteristics,symbols,beliefs,likes and dislikes.

It was actually believed that those deities once lived on earth and once walked the soil we walk today. ”

”Then where are they? ”

A female student in the front row asked.

”We are getting to that. Besides,I used the word believed so it might not actually be true or there are no scientific proof to that. ”

Lilibeth answered before she continued.

”It was believed that they walked the earth,had wives,a harem of beautiful women and had children too.

As the race begin to expand,the world became to filthy for them so they moved to a rather supernatural realm. ”

”We are actually going to look at five of the most influential deities so pick up your pen and write. ”

She said

”The old…… ”

Two hours later,class ended and Lilibeth took a seat by the window of a cafe practically inhaling the coffee she was holding.

She sighed and looked out particularly lost in the bustling city.

The feeling of peace, normalcy and regularity washing through her soul.

She loved her job,her simple life and loved the bustling city.

She was easily able to predict and manage her time.

She had no boyfriend,because she hated the commitment and it felt like bondage.

Without a boyfriend she can easily pack up and move to another city whenever she felt like.

The only commitment she had was her students and that barely lasted a year.

Her one true love was history and she devoted her life and time to it.

Having grown up in a family where her parents had more children than they could easily cater for,it was pretty easily to slip through the cracks and get unnoticed.

Besides,her twelve siblings were more than enough to keep her parents thoughts away from her.

The chair infront of her was pulled breaking her away from her thoughts.

A beautiful young woman took the seat causing her forming frown to disappear immediately.

After all, everyone likes beautiful things and she was definitely a face con.

The woman had beautiful and sharp features and her ink black eyes felt like staring into deep waters.

”You were wrong about Sango. ”

The woman started.

”Excuse me? ”

Lilibeth asked, confused.

”In your class today,you were wrong about the premordial deity Sango. ”

She answered.

Lilibeth frowned.

This lady was definitely not a student of hers but she couldn rule out the fact that she might be a student of the school and she might have overheard her lecture.

”Oh,where was I wrong? ”

Lilibeth asked in a tone that said she didn believe the woman and was one step away from yelling blasphemy at her face.

The woman didn mind.

”Infact,he was a king,a revered one,he was the third king of the prehistoric Oyo empire.

He did have the ability to control thunder and is the god of lightning and thunder.

A great warrior, perhaps one of the greatest.

He wields a two edged axe which he uses for war and to swiftly deliver justice.

He is associated with color red;blood,vibrance,passion.

He is a passionate lover too.

Had many women to attest to that. ”

Lilibeth blinked once,twice and bit her lips in surprise and doubt.

”But that isn recorded in history. ”

”Who says? ”

The woman asked calmly,her eyes trained on Lilibeth.

”People don have the ability to control thunder. ”

Lilibeth reasoned.

”Don confuse yourself, ”

The woman said.

”He is not a person,he is a god. ”

”But…. ”

”Thats by the way. ”

The woman interrupted sharply,her calm voice turning cold.

”Theres something you have that I want.

I will kill you for it but I still have use for you. ”

She said curtly.

Lilibeths doubt vanished and she paled while a cold smile settled on the womans lips from her reaction.

”Ill give you a week,then Im taking you with me.

You can try to run and hide and probably report to the police but Ill find you and the police won find me. ”

Her cold hands patted Lilibeths shoulder like snake wrapping around her throat.

”Don ask what I want, Youll find out eventually. Lilibeth. ”

Maintaining eyes contact,she smile falsely and stood up.

”Don you love history? Ill take you to watch history being re-created. ”

”Till then. ”

she called over her shoulders as she walked away.

Lilibeth shrank on the chair with her hands hugging herself.

She was petrified and confused.

She didn think she had anything of value.

She needed to get out of there.

Twenty minutes later she ran from the cafe to her apartment not caring about the looks she received along the way.

Bolting her door lock,she hugged herself and shivered.

”oh my God ”

She said.