Not too long ago, in a kingdom not too far away, there lived a man. He was kind, gentle, like an angel sent from heaven.
He met this girl and liked her very much.
He was her shoulder to cry on.
Her bridge to climb on.
Then one fine day, he tells her how he feels.
And she leaves him shattered.
Then someone introduced him to a solution.
And this great group received him like a long lost brother.
Time for initiation. But first, materials for sacrifice.
And finally he was initiated into the league of
Yoruba Demons extraordinary gentlemen.
When it was time, he went for his first hunt.
And after the first victim, the turn up was mad real.
He took it upon himself to rescue more people from the shackles of this great evil. So he initiated more.
Everyday he bathed in the tears of his victims.
Just because lady tears are nutritious for the skin.
He had broken hearts for dinner every night.
And so it was that he and his squad lived happily ever after.