04/25/2025
Long before empires trembled at the mention of Baphomet, another divine flame walked the lands of the Yoruba. His name was Shango—or Ṣàngó, to those who know the old tongue.
Once a mortal of the , ruled with strength, charisma, and an unmatched fire in his . He was not just a warrior; he was a living —a master of words, drums, and war. His voice cracked like thunder. His wrath like lightning. But his justice? Divine, swift, and rooted in cosmic balance.
It is said he did not die—he ascended.