Smoke still rises over Akinwumi Village. The aftermath is grim—burned huts, blood-soaked ground, bodies of villagers and warriors alike. The once-vibrant heart of the rebellion lies shattered.
Yemi kneels beside his father's sword, still coated in battle. He doesn't cry—he simply stares, jaw clenched. The weight of leadership now rests fully on his shoulders. Quietly, he picks up the blade and walks away.
Femi refuses to speak. He stares blankly at the burned festival grounds, the place where Ayomide was killed. Damilola tries to comfort him, but her own hands tremble—this isn't the first home she's lost.
Elsewhere, Moremi wraps her brother's body in white cloth, traditional Ayo burial linen. Her hands shake. Her voice does not.
> "They took our past, Wale. But they will not steal our future."
Bayo, torn apart by guilt, faces the cold stares of the survivors.
Some blame him for igniting the chain reaction—killing Tunde, striking too soon.
Others still honor his courage, but even that feels hollow.
He disappears into the forest, alone, a prince without a kingdom—scarred by fire and failure.
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Meanwhile... deep within the sacred cave.
Adeola sits before Morenike, his mind spinning.
> "Son of Abiola," she says again.
"Born in fire. Hidden in silence. Destined to return."
We see flashes of memory—his foster father hiding him, an old lullaby once sung by his true mother, the scream of his name during the night the palace burned.
He remembers.
> "Adekunle… my uncle," he mutters.
"He murdered them all."
Morenike reveals more: the royal blood in his veins, the ancient symbol on his back, the reason his presence unsettles even the spirits.
> "You are not just the heir of Ayo," she says.
"You are the balance. The king born of ashes."
In a quiet moment, Adeola steps outside the cave, the winds of destiny swirling around him.
Moremi joins him, blood on her hands, sorrow in her eyes.
Their fingers meet.
> "What now?" she asks.
> Adeola looks into the horizon.
"Now… we take it all back."
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🌑 Final Scene
In the Ojora throne room, King Adekunle sits on his throne, flanked by guards and the mysterious Bankode, whose eyes glow faintly under the torchlight.
A blood-stained crown sits beside the king.
> "My nephew lives," Adekunle says bitterly.
"Good. Let him come."
"Let him try."
Fade out.
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✍🏽 Author's Thoughts – The Lost King Volume 1
When I began writing The Lost King, I didn't just want to tell a story about war or rebellion—I wanted to explore identity, legacy, and what it truly means to rise from ashes and find purpose.
Season 1 was about loss. The characters began as scattered souls—some broken by the past, others driven by revenge. But through trials, betrayal, and bloodshed, they found family, love, and truth in unexpected places.
Adeola's journey from an orphaned rebel to the rightful heir of a fallen kingdom was never meant to be easy. It reflects how destiny often hides in silence… until it demands to be heard.
Bayo's arc challenged the thin line between justice and vengeance. His actions saved lives—but also cost others.
Yemi, Moremi, Femi, Damilola—each had moments where pain shaped their growth. No one left this season untouched.
Writing the cultural elements—from the village festivals to the Yoruba proverbs, to the haunting forests and palace rituals—was my tribute to African storytelling. It's a world built with ancestral breath, not just swords and spells.
The betrayal of Adedayo, the fall of Wale, the death of Chief Alade, and the ambush at the festival were hard to write. They were painful, but necessary. Because this story isn't about happy endings—it's about earned beginnings.
Season 1 was the spark. Now the fire is lit.
Thank you to every reader who stayed through every twist, every moment of heartbreak and courage. This is just the beginning. Season 2 will dive deeper into the consequences, the supernatural, and the price of wearing a crown.
I write this with gratitude, passion, and a heart full of storytelling fire.
Ẹ ṣé gan.
— Author of The Lost King
> The Lost King © 2025 by (Idris Bilal Adavize).
This is an original work protected by copyright. No part of this story may be reproduced or used in any form without the author's written
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