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In the ancient lands of Zang-Mbeng — where thick forests whispered secrets to the wind and rivers carved their names into the earth — destiny was not written in ink. It was written in blood. Among the noble Medig lineage, a house known for strength, wisdom, and royal authority, a child was born at a time when kingdoms were shifting and territories were uncertain. His name was Tembeng. He was the penultimate son of Teghen Ticha — a ruler whose name commanded respect across valleys and hills.