THE LEGEND OF KIWAKAAZI

“It is time to meet Jenak,” said Anambre. Jenak was sitting by Deila’s bed as early as three in the morning holding her right palm with both his palms. Deila was resting peacefully with her eyes closed. One may suppose she was under a sleeping curse. Jenak looked terrified. He said, “I promise you, I will not let you die. I will do everything even if it means bringing hell on earth to save you.”

In Nomposuro: It was morning. Kiwakaazi was sitting next to Deila’s bed and playing with her palms. They were both smiling when Kiwakaazi asked, “How are you this morning?” She answered “I am fine and very happy. I haven’t felt this happy since…,”

Jenak entered his father’s garden. He was carrying a small stool. He walked around the guanvibushi for a while and stopped. He planted his stool into the soil, sat on it and closed his eyes.

The door to Deila’s room squeaked and opened. Kiwakaazi turned to see who it was. It was Abra (god of anger). Kiwakaazi got up and asked angrily, “What do you want?” “Calm down tiger. I just came to check up on her,” answered Abra with arms up in the air. Kiwakaazi relaxed. There is no need to feed anger anymore. Abra walked past Kiwakaazi towards Deila. He asked, “How are you doing, my dear?” She looked at him with suspicion and answered, “I’m fine.” “That is good to hear,” answered Abra. He turned and motioned towards the door. He stopped, turned to Kiwakaazi and asked, “Do you know?” Kiwakaazi answered, “Know what?” Abra looked past Kiwakaazi and while looking at Deila asked, “Did you not tell him?” “Tell him what?” asked Deila. “Why you have been following him all this while,” answered Abra.

Jenak, after about three hours, went on a spiritual journey. He was rising without his body. He crossed the sky and saw the moon, the sun and the stars. Rising above the stars he saw one very bright star. He approached it and suddenly the star exploded. Jenak felt himself travelling at top speed crossing many more stars until he finally arrived at his destination.

Jenak first examined his body. His physical body had been replaced with a million particles of light. He looked up. The sky in this realm or universe or whatever you call it was brighter than the sky on earth. He stood in a large meadow. The grass was greener; the flowers were more beautiful and produced better fragrance. Jenak wondered, “Is this…?”

“No” answered a man kneeling behind him with his head down. This man was very unique. He had black skin and white hair. When Jenak turned, he was glowing red. After about five seconds, it changed to orange, then to green and yellow. Jenak asked, “Who are you and where am I?” The strange man lifted his head to look into Jenak’s eyes. His eyes were surprisingly green with red rings around them. He answered, “I am Yezar (means pride but Jenak did not know the meaning of his name) and you are now on the outskirts of Vuiti (capital city of Gbeleshie).”

They both disappeared and appeared in a real city; a city populated by people who had bodies similar to Jenak’s. The men and women were more beautiful than the men and women on earth. With bodies made up of a million particles of light, long hair and different eye colors; they looked like gods, if you ask me. Even their houses were light. “I have been ordered to make you feel at home,” claimed Yezar. The colors around his body kept on changing. This time it was yellow and changed to blue. “I did not come here to feel at home. I need help saving the girl I love!” barked Jenak with a hint of fear and anger in his voice.

Kiwakaazi was curious. He did not say a word. Deila was also quiet. Abra said, “Fine, let us watch it together. He snapped his fingers and a movie begun. He took them back to their first meeting inside Nomposuro. Deila was a shinko back then. She first saw a boy whom instantly transformed into a man. This man said, “Hello, Deila.” Kaki froze. Her raised right arm would not move and something fought hard to stop the shinko from killing Kiwakaazi. You know the rest of the story; she let go of his neck and fled.

Initially, Kaki followed Kiwakaazi to find out the identity of that man. She wanted to understand why her own body turned against her and refused to kill the intruder because she saw that man. Later on, when Deila met Kaki, she learned that man was Jenak. She also learned that Jenak was being possessed by Nompotse. She followed Kiwakaazi hoping he would lead her straight to Jenak or Nompotse — the man she loved more than life itself. Seeing this, Kiwakaazi was surprised. He asked Deila, “Is this true? Were you just using me all this while to meet him again?” Kiwakaazi was consumed with jealousy and anger. Deila wanted to say something but before she spoke, Kiwakaazi stormed out of her room and slammed the door behind him. Deila asked Abra, “Why are you doing this?”

He had already grabbed the door knob and was about to exit. He answered, “Because it is my duty. He must learn to control himself and how can he learn if he is not tested?” He exited leaving Deila feeling sad.

Yezar said, “I can save her but not with the guanvibushi.” Jenak asked, “How? I will do anything.” Yezar replied, “Summon me at dawn tomorrow by sitting beside the guanvibushi. Be sure to repeat the words “Yezaar vaa, Yezaar vaa (means Yezar come, Yezar come) until you desire it with all your heart.”

Kiwakaazi was angry and walking down a long hall when someone grabbed him by the arm. It was Suome. She pulled him inside and pressed her back on the door. She turned something and locked him in with her. Even the way she pressed her back on the door was sexy. It was like a super model posing for a camera shot. The dress she wore was fantastic. It was the perfect tease. It hid and at the same time exposed some delicate parts of her body. She started taking slow and calculated steps towards Kiwakaazi who was standing at the edge of a bed inside this room.

Suome moved her beautiful lips and spoke with a naughty look in her eyes. She said, “I can feel your pain. You let your guard down and fell in love and now the person you love has betrayed you. She was only using you. Fortunately, I have the cure.” She was agonizingly close to Kiwakaazi and had wrapped her beautiful arms around his waist. “You have to drown yourself in something; something that will take the pain away,” recommended Suome while looking into Kiwakaazi’s eyes. She kissed him softly on the chin.

“Let my body be your drug. Use me to forget your pain.” Suome kissed Kiwakaazi again and again until her lips ceased his. Suome had him wrapped around her fingers. She commenced stripping Kiwakaazi. She took off his shirt and pulled down his trousers. Kiwakaazi was now in his underpants. She pushed him and he fell flat on the bed behind him. He was not thinking straight. He was not thinking at all. Suome climbed on top of him and started kissing him all over his body.

Yezar called for a meeting. In attendance were the thirteen generals of death (Shinkos); the angels of the elements (Nhutu), the controllers of the lower forms of Ishfa’s creation (dwarfs) and the gods and goddesses of the senses. He said, “My brothers and sisters, we finally have a wonderful opportunity to put an end to the work of the Gyaatis (messengers).” “What are talking about?” asked Mayale.

“Jenak, son of Gyaati Kiwakaazi (second) just left Vuiti. The woman he loves is dying and he needs my help saving her. We are going to help him; help him put an end to the work of the likes of his father for good,” answered Yezar. “How?” asked Daale.

“A great play is going to be enacted on earth. This play like all plays is going to have a hero, villains and a super villain. The hero of this play is going to be Jenak, you all are going to be the villains of the play and Kaazi Kiwakaazi II will be the super villain. We will attack, kill and destroy. While being as destructive as ever, we will tell the world that we are servants of Kaazi Kiwakaazi II summoned to kill and destroy those who do not believe in him and his god. We won’t stay on earth for long. We will only be destructive and point accusing fingers at Kiwakaazi II. People will hate him. Men themselves will hunt and kill him. He and all those who follow him will be slaughtered. But we will not leave until Jenak has banished us back to Vuiti. He will praise Ishfa as the true god who blessed him with powers to defeat us demons and our father will get what he has always wanted — the praise and worship of his creation,” answered Yezar.

Everyone at the meeting understood Yezar’s plan and nodded in agreement. They wanted their father (Ishfa) to win this war Dzani (knowledge) has waged. Daale said, “There is still one problem; the Gyaati, Kiwakaazi II.” Yezar smiled and said, “I already have a plan to slow him down.”

After the Akodindin, the Central Empire was destroyed and the four empires did not trust one another. There was lingering fear. The west in particular feared the other three empires will gang up on her. When Kaazi Kiwakaazi II revived Nananompofie (Home of the Ancient Ones or Central Empire), he wanted the Huluwaazi (Emperors) to provide a united front. He became very close to Quaazi Selasi of the West and together they organized the first Peace Summit. Because Kaazi Kiwakaazi II was cohosting the event, he arrived early to help his friend organize the summit.

Kaazi Kiwakaazi II and his wife, Kaaziba Dedeli were already up and preparing for their morning prayers at about three in the morning. It was the same day and around the same time Jenak was instructed to summon Yezar (pride). They were in Nyansapofie (capital city of the Western Empire) and staying in a luxury suite — one of many suites in the Imperial palace of the West to accommodate visiting Huluwaazis (Emperors) and renovated for the summit. Kaazi Kiwakaazi II and Kaaziba Dedeli were kneeling beside their beds with their eyes closed; their palms clasped and absolutely silent.

Suddenly, four imperial guards stormed in. Kiwakaazi II asked, “What is the meaning of this intrusion?” the leader of the guards said, “Kaazi Kiwakaazi II, you are under arrest.” They grabbed him and bundled him out of their beautiful room like a common criminal. His wrists were bound with iron chains before he was thrown into a cell.

An hour later, Kaazi Kiwakaazi II faced trial. Quaazi Selasi of the West was both furious and sad. A weapon was brought in as evidence. The Quaazi asked Kiwakaazi II, “Do you recognize this weapon?” “Yes! It bears the mark (an eagle tattooed on the hilt) that indicates that it is a weapon belonging to a soldier from the Central Empire,” answered Kiwakaazi II. “This weapon was used to assassinate my only son last night,” cried Quaazi Selasi. “I am sorry for your loss,” consoled Kaazi Kiwakaazi II. Quaazi Selasi looked at Kiwakaazi II, shook his head and said, “No, you are not sorry but you will be.” “Bring in the culprit!” shouted Quaazi Selasi.

One of the bodyguards of Kaazi Kiwakaazi II was brought in. He had been tortured extensively. He surely did not have much time one earth. The Quaazi asked him, “Why did you kill my son?” The bodyguard turned to Kaazi Kiwakaazi II. He said, “I am sorry, my lord.” Kiwakaazi II said, “It’s okay. Answer the question.” The guard in tears answered, “Kaazi Kiwakaazi II ordered me to.”

At about two in the morning, an hour before Kaazi Kiwakaazi II was arrested, Jenak sat by the guanvibushi again in silence. It was very difficult and it took him three long hours to attain stillness of mind and concentration on the words: Yezaar vaa. The white petals of the flowers of the guanvibushi started glowing. Many pollen sized particles of light filled the air afterwards.

The Quaazi said, “Kaazi Kiwakaazi II. You gave the orders for the assassination of my son. Why?” Kiwakaazi II was silent. He never gave such orders but clearly someone who looked like him did. Like Kiwakaazi III, he too had been framed. The evidence was against him. He had nothing to say.

Quaazi Selasi said, “Fine, I find you guilty. You have taken the one thing I love the most in this world. Now, I am going to take everything you love. I will kill your bodyguards and your family. I will destroy your empire and anybody who calls you ally. I swear on my life that I will take everything from you.” Kaazi Kiwakaazi II said, “I understand. I am sorry you got caught up in the middle of this war.” Quaazi Selasi did not care. He ordered, “Bring in the doctor!” A doctor was brought in and he gave Kiwakaazi II, his wife and the twelve remaining bodyguards of Kiwakaazi II injections. The injections were sedatives.

Cries for help, screams and wailing were coming from inside Nananompofie (Home of the Ancient Ones). The kranjus (immortal guardians) had arrived and had already started possessing individuals and causing mayhem after possession. Jenak took in a deep breath. He was smiling then he burst into laughter. He laughed and laughed and then he turned.

About thirty minutes earlier, Kaaziba Dedeli was lying in bed. She was dreaming. She saw her husband, Kaazi Kiwakaazi II. He said, “It is time to wake up my love.” She said, “Ma-kiibe (My Lord), I cannot do this. I am not strong and I don’t want to leave your side.” Kaazi Kiwakaazi II said, “I will always be with you. You can do this because I will be there with you. Now wake up!”