Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 142: Family Members' Secret Classes
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 213: They Found Us!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 394: Settling Old Scores
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 236: Heartache of the Mechagod, The Last Queen of the Vampires
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 067.1: King Arthur: Excalibur! Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3708: The Spelling of Disaster
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
TLN: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The Republic of Kenya…
The Eastern part of Africa is home to the cradle of humanity. The Republic of Kenya, a nation forged in the 20th century had unfortunately not yet managed to remove the trappings of underdevelopment. Rampant corruption and economic mismanagement left the people with very little trust in the government, and this was compounded by the perception of the government as an agent of oppression rather than support.
Because Kenya was not as rich in oil resources as the Middle East and didn’t occupy a major geopolitical position, it did not have as much support as certain other countries.
For Kenya, this was both a curse and a boon. If it was like the Middle East, rebel forces could be easily cultivated with the support of major powers. This could have flung the country into a protracted conflict. On the other hand, however, the lack of a solid resistance meant that the government had no major opposition, and officials were rarely dissuaded from lining their own pockets and abusing their powers. After all, what little resistance there was could not shake their positions. Still, a few pockets of secession had sprung up in recent years and put up as much of a fight as their means could allow.
But after months of confrontation with the government forces, the resistance had finally come to a dead end.
The rebels were hiding in the last village, waiting for their desperate fate to come.
“Sister Mirda, Sister Mirda, please pull yourself together!”
The last vestiges of the resistance took shelter inside dilapidated tents in an abandoned village filled with ruins of brick and stone houses. Many people let out heartbreaking cries.
An eighty-year-old woman with a face full of wrinkles laid down on a soft coverlet. She was dressed in a nun’s garb, and her eyes looked gently upon the crying person next to
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