Who cursed me or planted this evil in my life?

The truth is—sometimes it was a person. Sometimes it was jealousy. Sometimes it was your own blood, speaking in anger or envy. Other times, it was a moment of weakness, where your spiritual space was left open and something entered.

But listen carefully: you do not need to know the name of the sender to cancel the sentence.

The moment you carry Agbara N’ime, you carry authority. No curse survives under sacred fire. No spell survives inside truth. The force in this oil does not argue with altars. It silences them. It does not beg to be accepted. It takes over.

Every planted evil has a root. But when fire meets the root, it dies completely. No revival. No return.

Do not spend your life looking for who cursed you. Spend your life walking in the power that ends all curses—once and for all.

The real question now is not “Who sent it?” The real question is: “Will it dare return?” And the answer is: It cannot. You are now protected. Not by rituals. Not by fear. But by the ancient force that no darkness can challenge.

Rest your mind. The chain is broken. The curse is finished. You are free.