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.