In the heart of a flourishing valley lay the peaceful village of Udara, where life was simple and quiet—until the arrival of Abeni, a mysterious woman whose beauty was unlike anything the villagers had ever seen. With bronze-glowing skin, eyes that held the night, and a veil that swayed like mist, Abeni instantly became the desire of every man in the village.
Soon, strange things began to happen. Every man she favored grew wealthy and prosperous. Fishermen pulled nets heavy with golden-scaled fish, potters discovered fine clay that made their work famous, and even the chief’s son grew wise and respected after meeting her. The men celebrated their luck, calling Abeni a goddess. But beneath her enchanting beauty, she carried a dark secret.
Unknown to the villagers, Abeni was not a blessing but a curse. Years before, she had been known as Nkiru, a young girl whose family was falsely accused of witchcraft and banished to the forest, where they perished in flames. She had survived, nurtured by spirits of vengeance, and returned disguised as Abeni to punish the village. Every gift she gave the men came at a price—their very souls.
Only Mama Jola, the wise herbalist, recognized her true identity. She warned the villagers that Abeni’s wealth was nothing more than a trap, fueled by her hunger for revenge. When confronted, Abeni admitted her pain: “They let us burn, and now they worship me, forgetting their crime.” With those words, she vanished into the wind, leaving the men weak and their riches gone.
From that day, Udara learned a powerful lesson: injustice never dies—it waits, cloaked in beauty, until the truth is revealed.
It's very bad to be wicked to people
Wickedness like in the hearts of man.
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