Chapter 2: Origin

Azania, the place of my birth,  is now called Africa. I shall not name the particulars for my kind still depend on the ignorant.

It spares me no small amount of amusement when the far reaches of Europe are spelled as origins of my craft, of origins of power, places to be feared. 

As the Origin of All, why do you not suppose Africa is also the origin of fear and horrors unimaginable found diluted across the globe? Like so many of our achievements we have relinquished claim to - credits others are all too willing to embrace, this too we have given to the West.

Nothing can match power from the Origin. Nothing can defeat it. Not even Death.

But we mask our power and its horrors with a piteous mask. 

Poor, ignorant, starving Africans.