章節 3: Chapter 3 It sure helps to know a lazy sailor

Well, I guess I should be thankful. I not only had the pleasure of almost getting mauled by some random miscreant, but I was also granted the pleasure of being sent on a mission I don’t even understand by a jacked divine Kali Muscle. Isn’t my life so wonderful? Still, not all hope seemed lost. My “uncle” Ogun did leave me a machete to defend myself as if that wasn’t rudimentary enough. I mean, wouldn’t a gun make more sense? What use is a sword if someone can just snipe me from afar? Still, as I examine the blade more closely, I decide there is something unique about it with its sharp edges complemented by its deadly curvature, its hilt decorated with images of Yoruba royalty. On the flat of the blade itself, a name was spelled out: