“Tales inspired by Igbo and African Mythologies, recreated in the Fabling Universe for your entertainment. Most African Mythology Stories on the Fabling verse are adapted from West Africa, mostly Ghana and other parts of Nigeria. Fabling is mostly into Igbo History, Mythologies and Folklore, so most of the Myths you’ll find here are from the Eastern Region of Nigerian sourced through extensive research into academic works and deep dives into the internet to feed her curiousity about the life of the ancient igbos. So, if you’ve ever been curious but don’t know where to start from, The Fablingverse is the right Universe for you. The Igbos have some of the most interesting mythologies and they’ve all been adapted into interesting stories that still keep their core in mind.”
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Igbo Mythology Directory
Before we continue here, you should know. Igbos don’t have one central deity, like Amadioha; he may be called Agu in a different part of Igboland. Also, Arushis are activated once a group settles on a land.
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Agadi Nwanyi na Asi Asiri (The Gossiping Old Woman) – An Igbo Mythology on The First Dibia
Chineke heard their pleas but, bound by the laws of death, could not bring her back. However, moved by compassion,
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The Beginning of Humans 2: How The First Children Learned About Sex
While the sons had built houses for themselves, the wild son refused to live in a house and when the youngest daughter crossed over, he smelled her and attacked her, and she cried for help.
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The Beginning of Humans – Part 1 – The Origin of Sex
“How about we bring African folktales here, let’s create a world where the stories from old, by your people can come back to life.”
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Ntuoku: After The Rain
Five years had passed since Ada left her hometown for the city to study Mass Communication at the University of Nsuka. She remembered how she and her
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Ofo na Ogu (Justice and Honesty)
“Dum dum dum, ku Ku lu Ku Ku Ku Ku Ku, cha cha cha”—the frenetic drums pounded in a relentless rhythm as the masquerades whirled around the prostrate, tear-streaked girl.
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Egbere: Keeping The Mat ( Bush Baby )
“Nwe! Nwe! Nwe!” The child’s cries pierced the stillness of the night, echoing through the dense forest, a desperate wail that would tug at the heart of any passerby.
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Nwanyi Mmiri: Burn That Shrine Down
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village as women made their way home from the bustling market and farmers trudged back from their fields.
