
Introduction
Chapter 1
As the heavy metal gate of Kirikiri Maximum Prison slammed shut behind Emmanuel "Manny" Okoye with a final, cold bang that echoed in his head. Twelve long, rotten years. He stood blinking under that hot Lagos sun, as a plastic bag containing all his earthly possessions dangling from one large hand. The world outside felt loud, bright, and overwhelming. Horns from every direction, people shouted, and generators coughing out thick smoke. As his body struggled to adjust. He kept expecting the next warder’s shout or a sharp blade from behind.
“Get out of the road, old man!” an okada rider nearly knocked him down as he walked by.
Manny moved slowly, his eyes scanning everything as if trouble might come for him any moment. No family had come to meet him. No brother, no mother, just him and the heavy weight that had sat on his chest since that night twelve years ago. The night he had given the order to burn everything.
He asked around and eventually found a face-me-I-face-you compound in Ajegunle. The landlord, a short man with yellow teeth and greedy eyes, looked at him up and down.
“You’re that Manny who burned the rival family’s compound?” the man asked, folding his arms. “The one they say gave the order for the fire?”
Manny didn’t even bother denying it, because he did it. What was the point? “I need a room,” he said, his voice rough from years of little use.
The landlord smiled like a thief. “Normal rent is fifteen thousand. But for you… let’s say twenty-five. You know how it is.”
Manny paid without argument. The room was terrible. It only had a small window that barely opened, a mattress on the floor that smelled of old urine and mold, and a weak bulb hanging from the ceiling as if it might die at any moment. There was no fan,and the heat inside was suffocating. He dropped his bag and sat on the edge of the mattress, sweat already pouring down his back.
Evening came around quickly. The compound was alive with noise of children shouting and playing, a couple fighting with loud insults, and gospel music blasting from somewhere with a pastor screaming about miracles and breakthroughs. Manny let out a dry, painful laugh.
Miracle?, he thought. In this kind of life? Please.
He rubbed his rough hands together the same hands that had once signed so many death warrants. He had been a feared area boy, the enforcer people trembled at. “Torch the whole compound,” he had ordered that night. “Make them feel the heat.” Now the screams followed him everywhere. The smell of burning thatch and flesh. The children’s voices that had suddenly been cut off.
Night fell like a heavy wet blanket. Manny tried to sleep, but prison habits wouldn’t let him rest. Every small sound, a door slamming, loud laughter, even a rat moving across the ceiling made his body tense, ready for a fight. He jerked awake several times, his heart hammering as if he were still in his cell. Sweat soaking the mattress because the heat in the room was unbearable.
Around 1 a.m., he gave up and lay with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling. As his mind drifted back to his prison days. The beatings. The nights in solitary when he had nearly lost his mind. The night he finally broke down, crying like a child, begging God or the devil anyone who could hear to end the pain.
“I’m not that person anymore,” he whispered to himself. “I just want a quiet life. Fix cars. Drink a little beer. Forget the blood.”
But the memories refused to leave him. He saw the rival compound again, flames licking at the roofs, women screaming, his boys laughing as if it were a joke. He had been high that night high on power, on weed, and on foolish pride. Now he was paying for it.
He scratched his right arm. The skin felt unnaturally hot. Like something was moving underneath, but he thought it was just stress or a mosquito bite. But the heat spread from his chest to his arm, like fire crawling slowly. It wasn’t normal pain. It burned and felt strangely sweet at the same time.
“What kind of nonsense is this?” he muttered, sitting up quickly. He pulled up his sleeve in the weak light from the bulb.
A thin glowing line, like a crack, ran beneath his skin. It pulsed once. Then again. Warm. Alive. Manny froze, breathing fast. He scratched it fiercely, but it wouldn’t go away. Instead, the line spread slightly, like a river finding a new path.
Real fear gripped him now. He had never felt anything like this before, this wasn’t a normal sickness. It was something deep inside him, waking up after a long sleep. He stood up and began pacing the small room, his heart pounding.
Is this prison messing with my head? Or is it the guilt?
He tried to calm himself,tomorrow he will look for mechanic work. Keep his head down,stay out of trouble,but the heat wouldn’t let him rest. It spread slowly to his neck. He touched it and felt the same warm pulse.
Then, in the quiet of the night, something happened that made him stop.
A voice. Not loud and not from outside. Deep Inside his head. like a distant thunder. Ancient. Angry. Hungry.
At last... you are out
Manny spun around sharply, eyes searching every corner of the empty room. “Who is there?!” he shouted, his voice hoarse. “Show yourself!”
But nothing, Only the sound of a generator outside and a woman singing gospel in the distance.
But the voice laughed softly inside his skull.
The glowing line on his arm burned hotter, spreading further. Manny dropped to his knees beside the mattress, breathing like a man who had run a marathon. Sweat pouring from his body as he gripped his arm tightly, trying to stop it, but it wouldn’t stop.
You were forged here, the voice whispered, clearer now. In pain. In blood. Now the real work begins.
Manny shook his head violently, his eyes all red. “No. No. I don’t want this. I just want quiet…”
But deep down, he already knew the quiet life was over. Something old and powerful had just awakened inside the broken ex-gangster who had walked out of Kirikiri. And it was not smiling.
The glowing cracks spread further across his skin as the Lagos night pressed down heavier than ever.
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