The two kingdoms from the North and South were separated by an ocean, the only way to unite them was to build a bridge across it. 30 years they remained as one, day and night working tiredlessly to build the London bridge, they started strongly, not even the gods could stand in-between them. The bridge became the major route for travellers and traders. They enjoyed peace for 7 years until greed took it place. It became a war reaching a consensus to who own the bridge, war broke out fighting for the London bridge. This led to a division among the tribes, they both desired to sit on the power that was influenced by the bridge, the once strong tribe split forming the North and South Biafra. This was the beginning of their war.
As years went by, their strength started to weaken, but the hatred was passed down to generation. The young ones grew with malice against the other, no one among them knew the beginning of this fight, they only fought to maintain the integrity of their land as mentioned in the documentaries. The gods sat on their throne laughing the frailty of men, their disunity only strengthened the gods as they brought down the mighty bridge with a stroke. The London bridge came down as strong as a lightening collapsing into the waters.